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... aint groans of the dying. Hawkin, his polished armour gleaming under the sunlight, turned away from Ser’gu’s lifeless body, a smirk playing on his lips.
He had won. The Berserk Lord was dead, and the boy, Jorghan, was nothing more than a helpless child. Or so he thought.
But then, the air shifted.
A low hum, almost imperceptible at first, began to resonate through the ground.
Hawkin paused, his smirk fading as he felt the faint tremor beneath his boots. He turned, ...
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