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... ainting intricate shadows that slithered across the floor like spirits bound in an unholy dance. The air was heavy, thick with something unseen yet palpable, pressing against the walls like a silent observer.
Mo Xing sat unmoving, his posture disciplined, but within, a war raged. His eyes were closed, his breath measured, yet the tremor in his fingers betrayed the battle unfolding beneath his skin. Sweat slicked his brow, each bead trembling before rolling down his temple. His teeth dug ...
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