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... still flickering where Mephisto's last spell had struck. The smell of sulphur and blood lingered, mixed with frost, ash, and something older.
Asmodeus straightened slowly.
The red gleam of his axe caught the dying glow from the ruins overhead. His cloak, torn and burned, still flared with the residual heat of his aura.
Behind him, Riel lay where he'd placed her. The barrier shimmered faintly—cracks forming where the high priest's spells collided, but holding for now.
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