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... sipated like smoke cut by a cold wind.
Vergil felt the damp ground beneath his feet—a living ground, covered in thick moss, enormous leaves, and intertwined roots that seemed to pulse with their own energy. The forest was ancient. Too ancient. The kind of place where the trees carried memories and the skies bowed to hear secrets.
Sapphire took a deep breath, as if she smelled something familiar.
Vergil looked around, his eyes attentive.
“…Where are we?”
Sa ...
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