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... bark splintering from the impact.

It was Damien who was slapped without a warning.

As the scene unfolded, everyone quieted down.

The silence was deafening.

Every person stood still.

Even Zahara's spear, which crackled with latent fire, had quieted.

All eyes turned toward the new presence—no, the presence—that now loomed over the forest like an ancient storm.

Valen Veyrannis.

The Vampire Emperor.

He stood tall at the edge of ...

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