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... ts gale. Nothing stirred — except the movement of blood.
Yet it didn’t follow just any random path. It slithered across the jagged rocks like ink, pulled in by an unseen force — converging towards the blood jade in Vergil’s hand.
From the spike, to the puddles of blood that wet the floor, to the thin rivulets that dripped from Vergil’s body.
The jade absorbed everything with a gluttonous hunger. And the Jade shone a brilliant red, the sound of a heartbeat reverberated thr ...
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