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... gh, as if the space itself were relieved to release that accumulated tension.
The air shifted.
There was no biting wind, no divine pressure, no endless clouds beneath their feet. Only the familiar smell of home—ancient stone, warmed wood, stabilized domestic magic. A living, inhabited, safe place.
Vergil barely had time to adjust Níðhögg on his shoulder.
“KATH—!”
He didn’t finish the word.
Katharina was the first to appear, running down the corrido ...
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