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... fed me.

Screams and shouts echoed from the square below. I tried hard not to recall the scene I had seen just before turning my back.

If a Reaper had infiltrated the theatre, it was usually a big deal.

Even though the demons couldn't exert their full power here, harming a few people was child's play for them.

As I reached the hall, I felt my heart sink.

The place seemed to have been attacked, with the seating area collapsed. I spotted Ella sitting hesitant ...

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