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... raveling outward like ink bleeding through ancient parchment. The edges crackled with the chill of inevitability—an aura so potent, so final, that even Hespera, bathed in the blood of her enemies, felt her breath catch.
The rift was shaped like a scythe.
And from it stepped a woman carved from elegance and extinction.
Death.
Draped in robes of living shadow that clung to her like whispered sins, she moved with the fluid grace of a slow, inevitable end. Her long, s ...
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