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Chapter 75: The Arrival
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... itch, a near-supreme torture that stretched endlessly. Lordi Payne could only muster screams in his mind. His voice splintered, cracking like dried bone. Each desperate wail scraped his vocal cords thinner, until the sound was no longer human—just a jagged rasp, the death rattle of a broken instrument.
Oxygen-starved, Lordi Payne's vision pulsed with encroaching darkness. His throat and gut burned with agony, yet itched maddeningly—worse than pure pain. The relentless tickle deep in his ...
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