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Chapter 111 – Between Monsters and Gods

Author: Queen Bee
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The sky over Moscow was still covered by a gray, slumbering mantle when Dmitry quietly left the bedroom. The dimness of the corridor enveloped him like a silent cocoon, muffling even the sound of his footsteps.

Susan slept deeply.

Her features were serene, her red hair spread across the pillow like a sleeping flame. She looked so fragile in that moment, so ethereal, that it was difficult to associate her with the woman who, hours earlier, had destroyed infernal creatures with a single gesture.

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