My Model (BL)
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His blade slashed for Lazarus’s throat—only for Lazarus to vanish, his body dissolving into smoke.
Behind him.
Sang-woo spun, barely catching Lazarus’s blade with his own. The clash sent shockwaves through his arms, sparks flying in the dim light. Lazarus’s grin widened, his eyes glowing faintly.
“You’re strong,” he whispered, pressing harder. “But strength without control is nothing.”
Their blades locked, neither giving ground. Sparks showered between them, the tension vibrating through the chamber.
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On the other side, Soo-ah struggled against two soldiers closing in on her. She stumbled, nearly falling, when Yoon-min caught her arm. His hand shook violently, but his voice steadied her.