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... d it, not a single enemy was left standing.
Élisa was the last to finish off a demonling, driving both daggers into the creature’s temples as it writhed on the ground. It spasmed one last time... then went still.
But at that exact moment, a high-pitched whistle split the air.
Élisa hit the ground in a feral reflex.
The whip sliced through the space just above her head and cracked farther off, with a sharp snap as violent as a gunshot.
Her eyes widened in h ...
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