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... he drip of blood onto blackened stone, each drop a fragile heartbeat against the silence.
His chest rose and fell, ragged, his arms trembling from the fury of what he had unleashed.
Around him, the demon kings gathered their breath, their wounds gaping but their pride intact.
Aurora’s staff still smoked from its last clash, her body quivering with restrained exhaustion. Even Azazel, irreverent and cruel, leaned on his staff without another quip.
They all believed ...
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