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... ive wooden gate, the bull Deamon spoke, his voice low and final. His silver eyes shimmered faintly as they settled on Enzo, carrying a trace of something between caution and reluctant respect. The doors towered above them, ancient wood reinforced with unseen power, the grain etched by time and something far older than either of them.
The villa beyond was prohibited ground. Even he and his elder brother were barred from crossing this threshold. Only the challenger could enter. Only one so ...
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