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... ast void of obscurity. Cold. Silent. Unforgiving. Veythor remained motionless at the epicenter of it all, his crimson red eyes resembling dying embers within the abyss. Surrounding him, the world had melted into an unsettling blackness, dense shadows encroaching, suffocating, unyielding. Only two figures lingered in view—Karban Ozistre, the self-proclaimed chief of the Yamika tribe and Erika, the woman who had long forsaken truth for the allure of deception.
The silence between them was ...
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