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... apparently decided to resign itself entirely from my service, leaving me lying helpless on a cold stone floor, bones fractured, muscles bruised, and my pride thoroughly trampled beneath Azael's crimson heels.
My mind raged against the silent cage that held me still, frustration a physical ache that pulsed through my veins. The stone pressed cold against my cheek, each shallow breath a painful reminder of the powerlessness I despised. I'd once thought myself strong capable even but now my ...
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