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... slow. It simply was, carving through the void like a sovereign rewriting law. No wind, no friction, no resistance--just clean, unrepentant severance. The black aether dancing along its jagged edge cried out, burning brighter as it tore through the demon’s upper torso.
"GRHHHHK!" it screamed, the sound bending in on itself, fragmented like a dying chorus choking on its final note. Rowan yearned for its pain--relished in it, even. And he was going to exert all his being into finishing it ...
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