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... he ruined throne hall like a church bell tolling at a funeral.
Two figures stood apart from the rest—two forces of fate, motionless yet charged with the tension of a gathering storm.
Julius’s crimson cloak rippled faintly in the still air.
His sword, Heavenly Demon Rain, pulsed with a deep, restrained glow—like a heartbeat made of light.
Across from him, Yurasia, clad in full Francian plate, lifted her sanctified blade into position.
Her stance was perfect ...
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