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The only sound echoing through the trees was the broken, ragged groans of Sephira.
She lay motionless on the blood-soaked ground—right before Charlotte and Seraphina—her once proud and seductive form now reduced to a trembling heap of flesh and agony.
Both arms, ripped from their sockets.
Most of her once-luxurious hair, torn from her scalp in thick clumps.
And her left eye—ripped out barehanded by the silver-haired monster who now stood in judgment.
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