Chapter 315
Author: Lily Monroe
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His weight sank; his toes twitched, springing a smooth arc out of the air. No hesitation—he flashed in and struck. His presence surged, his edge roaring like a lion.

Bang! Bang!

Two dull thuds landed almost as one. The Male-and-Female Fiends hadn’t even fully unfurled when Anthony’s twin kicks slammed into them, snapping their bodies back like kites with their strings cut, cratering them in rubble and rebar. Their bodies only shuddered violently; under muscle and skin ran a cold, ashen pallor. The hardness of the undead—blunted senses, pain sealed off. They didn’t know hurt.

Two fist-sized holes gaped through their chests and bellies, edges blackened and charred, not a drop of blood seeping out, as if the insides had been scooped clean, leaving only shell. More grotesque still, they twisted their necks and stood up in unison again—stiff, but not the least bit slow.

No sorcery, however vicious, could hold for more than a single exchange before Anthony. To think it could harm him—laugha
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