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... ehind Finn.
As he turned around—everything went straight to hell.
And his soul... simply gave up.
What flapped its wings before him wasn’t just a chicken anymore—it was Celemothy. But not the scraggly bird from before.
No. Celemothy had changed.
He was bigger now. The size of an elephant.
His eyes burned with an unnatural red glow—unblinking, full of pure malevolence. His beak had turned a cracked, scorched yellow like sun-bleached bone. His feathe ...
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