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Chapter 2: Heaven’s Dark Heretic
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... ugh Lan’s robes and turned the courtyard stones slick and reflective.
He knelt in front of the grand hall, his back bare, his arms bound behind him with enchanted manacles that would burn at the slightest movement.
The sting was nothing compared to the lash.
Crack.
The whip split the air before it split his skin.
Lan gritted his teeth, swallowing the scream.
From the balcony of the banquet hall, the nobility of the Solaris Kingdom watched, their la ...
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