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All around them, threads stretched through the air—a web so intricate that Azriel couldn’t even tell where it began. But he could see where it ended: each strand wound tightly around the demon and the abyssal.
Then, in an instant, the strings binding the abyssal snapped. The ones coiling around the demon erupted into flame. Fire raced outward along the web, until Azriel found himself surrounded by it—a lattice of burning threads.
It was strangely bea ...
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