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Justicia stood there, staring at Elijah’s decapitated head. Golden blood gushed from the severed stump—proof of how divine he was becoming.
She didn’t know what to say. She didn’t even know what to feel.
Her emotions were in shambles.
She felt sadness. Pain. Anger. Loathing. Hatred... all at once.
And that tore her heart apart—deeply, profoundly, mercilessly.
"Haa... haa..."
She gasped for breath as her knees gave out and she dropped to th ...
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