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... ughter was so powerful that the very space around him began to crack, and the walls of the temple trembled with a sinister screech, as if reality itself was collapsing.
Then, abruptly cutting off the laughter, Alex lowered his head, his rainbow-colored eyes locking onto the human guise of the Minister of Monoliths, seated on a black throne inscribed with Marker script. He didn't hide his satisfaction—he was enjoying the sight of the Monolith's face twisting in rage and disbelief. His gra ...
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