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... ground itself recognized who he was now.
He stopped a few feet from the leaders—Fowler, Greta, Vladimir, Boris, Vulpina—bloodied, bruised, drained from hours of war.
And then—he bowed.
Not low. Not humble.
Just enough.
A gesture of respect. Nothing more.
A few months ago, he was a spoiled brat. Rich. Loud. Entitled.
But then—Lucifer found him.
Tore him apart.
Put him back together.
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