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... he knew it.
He had reached the limit.
Not the book’s limit, but the cauldron’s.
Even with the naked eye, he could clearly see the thick, sticky violet slurry occasionally bubble, churning up a few vaguely familiar organs that quickly sank back down again.
Like a drowning man struggling endlessly, only to succumb beneath the surface and become a mess of bones and sludge.
With a somber expression, Saul grabbed the handle of the cauldron and dumped its conten ...
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