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... heart of the ruined temple, bathed in the afterglow of divine corruption. His breath came slow, steady, rolling from his chest like heat from an open furnace. The collar on the angel at his feet still glowed faintly, her golden body twitching in the filth he’d pumped into her. The others hadn’t dared move yet. Ten seraphs circled him like wolves around a fire—cautious, uncertain. They hadn’t expected their sisters to fall. They hadn’t expected him.
The ground shifted again. The temple gr ...
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