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... art.

He's not going to adhere to what Evelyn instructed him to do anymore.

Not because he doesn't respect her, but because it's unfair.

'He's not special, so why should his Luna be left unharmed? That's not fair.'

An invasive energy seeped into his bones, one that was familiar but foreign at the same time.

It was red, explosive, and reeked of blood.

Normally, Kyran would try to find out what this was first before he used it, but at this moment, his ...

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