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... llen’s Dismissal
The air was thick with the smell of ash, hot as though it neighbored hell itself. Silence lay heavy—so heavy that even the wind refused to whisper.
"My princess," Thalvron called as he stepped into a small, roofless building made of molten stone. At its center sat a black-mattressed bed where Lilitu sat.
He dropped to one knee, blood-red eyes fixed to the ground. Inside his veins flowed cursed molten lava.
"What is it, Thalvron?" Lilitu r ...
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