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... that truly matters isn't in the center of the arena.
It's above.
On one of the oldest platforms, carved not for ostentation but for resistance, two figures observe in silence—not as judges, nor as ordinary spectators, but as forces that know the end of worlds when they see it approaching.
Shiva rests her elbow on her knee, her chin supported by her hand, her eyes half-closed as she watches Vergil multiply. Her blue hair ripples slightly, not from the wind, but from the co ...
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