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... rning.
Spectre had barely risen completely. His cracked skull gave off small, dark sparks, but his eyes still shone with the coldness of a strategist who believed he had the upper hand. His bony hands held the air as if pulling invisible lines. Rune after rune pulsed around the field, fueling the chaos he concocted.
But Vergil was something different. Something you can't engineer.
Flames engulfed his body in a furious spiral. He disappeared in a blazing trail, cutting thr ...
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