Chapter 249 249. THE OFFER

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“So she’s in the ruins,” I murmured, sprawled on the cold floor, eyes fixed on the chandelier where dust and cobwebs clung to crystal like cobwebbed crowns.

“Y—yes,” Felix coughed; hot blood spat from his mouth. The old man’s face was barely his, riddled with blood and bruises, carved by y...

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