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... y fitting on his back, stole the breath from Mother’s lungs. The sharp horn protruding from his forehead pulsed with a dark light, mirroring the wicked, predatory gleam in his eyes. She knew, with a chilling certainty, that she had made a terrible, fatal mistake. This was no longer a battle; it was a slaughter, and she was the prey.
"I... I do not understand," she stammered, her voice a mere whisper, her hands trembling slightly. She was the ruler of this domain, the source of all its po ...
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