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... drip of water and the faint rattle of chains.
But now, the stillness was broken—the air choking with the scent of blood, the tension of violence yet to settle. A lifeless brute lay sprawled on the floor, his massive frame motionless, his eyes dull and unseeing.
Blood pooled beneath him, dark and thick.
Ian stood over the corpse, his breath steady despite the lingering adrenaline. His hands still pulsed with the remnants of the soul he had absorbed, faint tendrils of ener ...
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