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The scythe's blade pierced clean through the summoner's skull, carving through it with force.
Its body spasmed as its abyssal black eyes turned to Malakai, only to find him staring back with deadened eyes.
There was no remorse. No hesitation. Only pure, unfiltered hatred, so raw and potent it made even the creature's heart tremble.
Then, the light in its eyes faded, and it slumped to the ground.
The summoner was dead.
Malakai yanked the scythe from ...
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