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... silver round streaked across the space, hitting Dracula’s shoulder with a dull, brutal impact. For a heartbeat, nothing happened.
And then, Dracula didn’t flinch.
Instead—
His body flickered, crackling with crimson sparks, the wound glowing red-hot.
The very air around him snapped like tearing fabric, the force of his presence distorting reality itself. The temperature in the streets seemed to drop, shadows stretching, as three magic circles exploded into existen ...
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