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... ragging fire through his chest. The battlefield was nothing but rubble and smoke, the night sky lit faintly by the dying embers of his purple flames. His trident hummed weakly in his hand, the last of its power fading.
The demon lay ahead, kneeling, shoulders trembling. Silva forced himself closer, each footstep crunching against broken stone. His vision blurred, blood dripping into his eyes, but he didn’t stop.
"You... won’t..." the demon rasped, his voice barely more than a whi ...
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