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... llennia-old dragon could imagine: the devastating combination of shame, ancient humiliation, and a demonic couple with zero patience for draconic pride.
The roar he let out next didn’t come from his throat—it came from his soul.
Low, deep, laden with an ancient hatred that could melt continents.
"YOU... YOU TWO...!"
But that was all he could manage to articulate.
Vergil crossed his arms, looking at the dragon with the same expression one would have when wa ...
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