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... buildings like wet paper. Its dozens of Lucifer faces howled in overlapping madness, their black sclera glowing with corrupted light. Shadows twisted around its arms, forming claws large enough to crush tanks.
But Mob stood still.
His golden eyes watched it approach, tears trailing down his cheeks, catching the dawn light like shards of glass. The sword in his hand burned brighter, veins of blue deepening into luminous rivers across the white blade. The ground beneath him cracked ...
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