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... hat stretched toward Azazel like a dark premonition. The world seemed to pause, caught in the tension of the impending strike.
In that breathless moment, Azazel's grin widened, a paradoxical expression of acceptance and defiance. The scythe descended, a swift arc cutting through the air. The blade, honed for the reaping of souls, aimed for Azazel's neck with lethal precision.
In the dire moment when defeat seemed imminent, a sudden burst of energy cascaded through the ...
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