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... to the shadows and reappeared right in front of him like a phantom. His sharp, dark nails lashed out like a blur of death, aimed straight for Envy’s throat with monstrous precision.
Envy dropped low, his body moving on sheer survival. The claws missed by a hair’s breadth, slicing the air above his head. But not cleanly—he felt the searing graze as the nails scraped across his cheek, leaving behind a razor-thin wound.
A bead of blood slid down his face... and along with it, a whis ...
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