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... ore us like a wound in the world.
The cavern twisted around his presence — veins of obsidian cracking with voidfire, gravity warping with every breath he took. His body was a shadow-wrapped vessel of chaos: tendrils sprouting from his back, his arms pulsing with dark glyphs. And those eyes... bottomless pits, wide open to eternity.
"This is your final chance," I said, stepping forward, sword drawn, flame licking along its blade. "Surrender, or die."
Ezra laughed. Not crue ...
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