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... or Kaan hovered at the pinnacle of the castle tower, his gaze fixed on the chaos unraveling below.
Every vampire on the blood-soaked ground of Asvaldur obeyed his silent command, moving like puppets with severed strings. They surged toward the Eiran vampires in a frenzied assault, blind and mindless, unaware of their own actions—yet loyal to his will.
"So this is what power feels like..."
He had tasted power before. A child prodigy, born with a crown practically etched in ...
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