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... across the stone, twisting into runes that screamed in silence. At the center of it all stood Kiro, hands dripping with blood—some his, most not. Around him, a ring of sacrificial bodies lay still, their life drained into the jagged altar.
The Blood Gate was nearly open.
Adim's voice echoed in his skull, deeper and colder than before.
"One more moment. The Gate nears alignment with the Red Vein. The City of Blood is stirring."
Kiro stepped back as ...
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