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... somewhat protected hollow. Miles from the serpent’s grotto.
The rush of battle had long since faded. Leaving behind a deep exhaustion and the ghost of venom and blood.
The psychic backlash from his puppets being destroyed had faded. But it left a lingering ache in Dante’s mind. A sharp reminder of his own limits.
They were victorious. But they were also wounded, drained, and vulnerable.
Talia sat on a fallen log. Her full attention on her prize.
The Viper’ ...
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