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... s Cheon Areum collapsed on the rocky ground, his claws dissolving. One hand slid beneath his wet shirt, pressing flat to the center of his chest. Fingers rubbed slow, desperate, random patterns over the spot where his core throbbed like an open wound—hot, swollen from forcing down three stolen essences and pushing his energy past every safe limit.
He breathed through his mouth—shallow, open, each inhale. His forehead dropped forward until it rested against cool, uneven rock; damp hair cl ...
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