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... d in blood, steam rising in great hissing plumes where crimson rain met molten rock. The battlefield had become an infernal vision—a canvas of fire, smoke, and gore, like the heart of hell itself had opened.
"Time to see how much power I’ve accumulated from that assassin fight, huh...?"
Lucian smiled, blood trickling down his cheek and dripping from his jawline, his face a mix of pain and exhilaration. He extended one arm forward, fingers twitching slightly with surging energy. < ...
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