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... his grip unyielding as steel. The boy struggled faintly, his body writhing in silent desperation, but it was futile against the ancient being’s strength. His golden eyes—once defiant, now clouded with panic—darted wildly, searching for escape or salvation that wasn’t there.
’Fuck, am I gonna die again? Really?’ Atlas thought, the coldness of Dracula’s hands seeping into his veins like frost claiming warmth.
His heartbeat thundered in his ears, rising higher and higher until it fe ...
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