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Chapter 190: Descent into Madness
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... adding another life to the bloody tapestry. Screams echoed through the chamber, pleas for mercy lost in the cacophony of death. The Duke, his face a mask of terrifying rage, moved with a horrifying efficiency, his blade a reaper’s scythe.
Even his own mother, the Duchess, fell victim to his blind fury. Her desperate pleas were silenced with a single, brutal swing. Princess Vixara, her face twisted in a macabre parody of shock, met the same fate.
But amidst the carnage, there was ...
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