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... underous roar. The advanced alchemical equipment, capable of forging the extraordinary and known for its robustness, was easily crushed, twisted, and obliterated like paper toys in a child's hands.
Ansel, veins bulging on his neck and temples, gripped his scepter tightly, remaining silent.
Sinister, black tendrils emerged from the void, writhing like a swarm of serpents, sending chills down one's spine.
Ansel's eyes, now completely black, stared fixedly at Ravenna and Hel ...
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