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... "You want Naraka," my voice echoed within the room. "Why don’t you take it now?"
Yomiel’s pupils shrank as the cold blade pressed deeper into the skin of his neck.
A single drop of golden blood slid down.
"...Azrael..." Yomiel whispered, his voice suddenly very, very small.
I didn’t move as I kept Naraka on his neck.
"You aren’t so powerful for someone who has lived for so long," I said as I glanced at the others.
There was a silence between them, ...
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