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... e Church’s executioners reached Vel Riven. Four hours until holy blades came for his neck, until silver pierced his cursed heart.
And yet... he wasn’t running.
He was hunting.
Lucien crouched on a rooftop overlooking the crumbling Royal Blood Crypts, a shattered mausoleum guarded by arcane sigils and whispers older than the Church itself. The scent of dust, bone, and old blood rolled off it in waves.
Beside him, Lilith leaned against a stone gargoyle, her leather ...
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