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... t on my forehead, watch over me, so I may draw closer to greatness..."
As Byron’s spell echoed through the alley.
The array was immediately filled with the intense smell of blood, far more than what could have been emitted by a single person.
It was the scent of ten, a hundred, a thousand people... The thick odor of blood filled his nostrils, as if he were soaking in a Blood Pool.
The Runes mixed within the hexagram twisted and deformed like blood coursing through ...
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