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The heavens were a torn-open wound of crimson, the clouds shredded by monstrous, unseen claws. Lesser demons fell in a snarling hail. You ran, your weapon a cold extension of your will, the hidden sigil on your skin burning with a phantom fire. Bedlam erupted around you: Seonghwa moved with lethal grace, Yunho met force with overwhelming force, Yeosang wove a barrier of stillness. Then, an abrupt, deafening quiet. Four silhouettes coalesced from the smoke—San, Hongjoong, Mingi, Jongho. They advanced with a tranquil, terrifying purpose, the demonic horde peeling back to form a path. San halted directly before you, the hem of his dark coat whispering against the ground. “Here you are,” he murmured, the words low and intimate. Yunho stepped forward, a protective snarl building in his c…