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... tone, cracked and overgrown but still recognizable as something deliberately designed. Columns ringed the perimeter like silent sentries, and in the center, a fountain that didn’t flow in millennia sat dry and covered in moss.
It looked peaceful, but Dante knew better.
"Something feels wrong," Ravenna whispered, her demon eyes scanning the vegetation that pressed against the courtyard’s edges. "The hunger here is different. Deeper. It’s not hunting, it’s..."
"Waiting," Da ...
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