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... orm-fitting jumpsuit, her long hair tied back in a ponytail that whipped in the wind. Her slender, tall figure was a breathtaking silhouette in the hazy air, and her eyes held a chillingly sharp glint that no one dared to meet directly.
She was like a goddess of death who had clawed her way out of hell—detached from the mortal coil, yet walking among men, responsible for harvesting ugly souls. She stepped over the fallen door panel and entered the room with unhurried grace. As she moved ...
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