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... agic exuded an eerie aura, one so oppressive it made my skin crawl.
A concept completely opposite to ‘holiness’.
Despair, desperation, or perhaps even the scent of sheer survival.
It was only natural.
When I dispelled Evan’s black magic, my emotions mirrored that sensation: the agony of a severed wrist, death looming before my eyes, and the unrelenting desperation to do anything to survive.
Tapping into the shadows embedded deep in the earth wasn’t particu ...
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