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... to the cacophony of battle. The last echoes of the Templars’ shouts and the beasts’ shrieks faded. Leaving only the soft, rhythmic drip of water. Edward stood alone in the center of the chamber. Surrounded by the detritus of his survival.
The monstrous mutations began to recede. The black scales dissolved. The fangs shortened. The cold light in his eyes faded. Leaving the weary, haunted gaze of a boy who had just seen his last bridge to the world burn.
He was human again. At lea ...
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