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... ers, or Lucivella’s wine stock after another of her "experiments." No. It was drowning in... love.
Love chants, Love banners and Love hymns echoing across the entire capital. Rei pressed his forehead against the cold obsidian windowpane and stared in horror at the sight outside.
The castle courtyard, the streets beyond, and the horizon as far as he could see—all flooded with kneeling demons. Tens of thousands of armored soldiers, horned nobles, winged monstrosities, and sharp-fan ...
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