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... Makareth’s lairs. Though he had conquered the Demondrake territory, he preferred to reside in his original domain—a land he had carved out with his own two fists, paid for in blood and sweat.
"Guards," Makareth’s indifferent voice echoed coldly from within the demonic castle.
A squad of demon guards entered his meditation chamber.
"My orders," he said without opening his eyes. "Take half of the latest tribute and deliver it to Vigil’s Point. If the lady of the house asks ...
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