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Chapter 547

Autor: Elmielos
last update Fecha de publicación: 2025-06-15 07:41:46
**KELLY THOMPSON'S POV**

The obsidian fruits split open at dawn, birthing serpents with human eyes. They slithered through the grove, hissing prophecies in Nyxara's voice. *"The key turns, the lock bleeds, the Drowned City wakes."* By noon, three pups had vanished, their footprints ending at the ed
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