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... t of scorching flames, incinerating the dead dragon’s body into a pile of shimmering ashes. The smell of burnt scales and charred flesh filled the air.
***Impossible!!***
Ares and his remaining soldiers, their faces etched with terror, stumbled backward, their weapons trembling in their hands. The sheer brutality of Nosferatu’s demise had shattered their morale.
"**Oh? I see we have another lunch.**" Yers said, her voice a low, guttural growl. The three heads turned towar ...
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