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... ld, it was painful, and it was terrifying.
Cassius's mind felt like a stick had been stabbed into it and stirred into a pulp, turning it into a scrambled jumble. He could no longer discern the changes around him; tears and blood blurred together, creating a vision akin to looking through glass streaked with blood-red veins. The wind and rain sounded muffled as if they had been cut off by this metaphorical pane of glass.
In a place where Cassius could not see, time seemed to retre ...
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