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... or all its finality, was immediately swallowed by the wave of ecstatic, fever-pitch murmurs rising from the Icarus cultists.
Melo, the Emperor's Shadow, spun around, his black mask tilting upward, every fiber of his being focused on the singular goal: securing the Young Master. The moment Klaus had delivered his final, cryptic words to the High Priest, the interaction was over. But as Melo lunged to follow, the chilling emptiness of the stone corridor struck him with the force of a physi ...
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