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... he reached the infirmary. He strolled there, the booming sound of falling structures and pleas for mercy ringing down the hallways like wedding bells in his ears.
He let out a low whistle, his eyes shimmering with sadistic bloodlust as he deeply breathed in the metallic scent that lingered in the air. It was an intoxicating smell, and his veins throbbed with desire, his fingers flexing and unflexing themselves as magic gathered and faded at his fingertips.
"Do you smell that, dea ...
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