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... > He rose, slowly, deliberately like a monarch waking from a long, patient slumber. Ash Marcel stood at the centre of the core chamber; his body drenched from head to toe in fresh, slick blood. It dripped from his fingertips, coiled like serpents around his arms, and pooled beneath his bare feet like a living sacrifice. I did not know where the blood came from.
But the mountain did, and the stone drank it, and around him, the very core pulsed with a terrible rhythm, each beat echoing lik ...
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