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... e—yet. Instead, he let the witches scurry like frail, pathetic insects, let them gather in false safety.
He let their unease fester, their terror grow thick in the air, curling around them like a noose. He would wait until their fear was unbearable, until their minds fractured beneath the weight of it.
Then, and only then, would he consume them. Fear was not just sustenance—it was power. And the more they trembled, the stronger he would become.
He was just thinking of tur ...
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