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93. The Corpse Between Two Worlds

Author: Ramish
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The portal crackled and pulsed like an open wound in the world, the air thick with smoke, shadow, and a vibrating hum that scraped against bone. Light twisted violently, curling like serpents before shooting outward in jagged, almost sentient streams.

Rhea’s voice shattered the moment.

“FENRAK!”

It wasn’t just a scream—it was a prayer, a plea, a raw ache that tore itself from her throat.

Kael’s eyes went wide. He lunged instinctively, arms reaching forward, as if sheer force could halt whatever
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