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... nch of despair and iron. A rusted latrine squatted like an insult in the far-left corner, and a piece of foam barely worthy of the word "bed" clung to the opposite wall like it had been nailed there centuries ago. In the middle of that gloom sat Mirveil.
The anti-ability collar on her neck buzzed faintly—an ever-present reminder of how powerless she'd become. Even a Level 1 hero could kill her in this state.
But her red eye, sharp and unwavering, was locked onto the cell door. It ...
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