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... er—even the S-Rank guards patrolling the perimeter—he looked like a devout keeper of the hall, perhaps cleaning the glass or offering a prayer.
But my eyes saw the truth.
His shadow didn’t match his posture. While the priest bowed his head, the shadow on the floor elongated, stretching like a tendril of oil toward the base of the display case.
Inside that case rested a jagged, black shard. The Horn of Behemoth. A relic from the Second Demon War, severed by the legendary S ...
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