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... thunder ripped across the sky above the ancient city.
The thunder did not roar.
It sliced.
Like an invisible blade forged from lightning, it cleaved straight through the thick, suffocating dark clouds that had hung over the city.
The sky itself seemed to split open, and for the first time since the sacrifice started, light pierced the oppressive gloom.
Within seconds, the black clouds began to disperse.
They did not drift away gently.
They ...
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