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... heavy in the air, making his chest tighten.
’I am the Heir of Death. A little blood will not make me falter,’ he thought bitterly, stepping firmly onto the ground below.
From its uneven and soft texture, he realized it was a pile of freshly discarded bodies, likely thrown from above, not the canyon floor itself. But it would do.
A heartbeat later, Truth Seeker shivered and began to glow.
The blood surrounding Azrael’s figure stirred, drawn toward him, absorbed by ...
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