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Chapter One Hundred-Seventeen
Author: Yeshua Yin
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The ground was still shaking. The black rain poured harder, drumming against the broken houses like a million fists.

Oliver stumbled as Azrael pulled him to his feet. His side screamed with pain, but he shoved it aside. No time.

The cultists weren’t gone. They were regrouping, slithering back into a loose circle around them. Eyes shining. Teeth bared. The woman with silver eyes stood at the front, smiling wider than ever.

Azrael tightened his grip on Oliver’s arm. His skin was warm—too warm, li
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