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Not when the Nether Chill Spring's agony was tearing through his body like a storm of razors.
The moment his body sank into the bathtub, it was as if a thousand rusty needles stabbed into his flesh, each prick searing deeper, gnawing into his bones. The pain grew sharper with every passing second, morphing into the sensation of countless blades flaying his skin, slicing him alive in a slow, endless torture. His muscles screamed, his marrow burned, yet Lordi gritted his tee ...
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