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... led closer, his cheek nuzzling her hip as if she were a oversized pillow.
Nyxsha froze, her claws unsheathing, her fur puffing out like a cat struck by lightning.
Then, with a roar of pure indignation, she launched him.
Her tail flicked with violent precision, sending Azareel flying across the cathedral.
He spun midair like a tattered scarf, limbs flailing, and crashed face-first into a pile of cursed relics with a muffled thump.
A heavy bone candle teeter ...
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