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... e determination and unyielding anger, while her long hair whipped wildly in the scorching wind.

Despite standing in the heart of hell itself, not a single ember or shard of rock dared to touch her.

"Is this what you want? Destroy all life just to kill me?" the woman screamed at the sky, her voice dripping with defiance. "Such heavens... I don't need them!"

She shifted her stance, sliding her left leg back and bending her knees, gripping the spear with both hands. Then, wi ...

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