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... the ruins of the Philistines. The city, once merely shrouded in mist, now grew increasingly thick with a starless night. Inside the Temple of Reversal, the dim light from the Babylonian altar began to fade, leaving Fitran and Beelzebub in a twilight haze. The echo of an ancient clock's ticking reverberated throughout the room, contributing to an atmosphere of heaviness, as if each tick drew them deeper into the encroaching darkness.
Beelzebub stood silently beside the altar, her hands s ...
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