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... he distance. They had blended into one long, continuous wail that vibrated through stone, metal, flesh, and bone. Red lights strobed across the purification hall as Bright Morgan stood over the dead cultist girl, her final smile forever carved into his mind.
Ink still seeped from the ruptured valve—thick as blood, smelling of rot and old rain. And beneath that smell... something else. A hum. A pulse. A whisper.
A presence.
Hailen had sensed it too. His bl ...
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