[Samael Ashwood's POV]
"Where...am...I?" I muttered, my voice hoarse and disoriented as I took in the scene around me. The once grand hall now lay in ruins, its opulent decor marred by the aftermath of a fierce battle. The bodies of the guards and the once-regal figures sprawled lifelessly on the ground, a testament to the devastating power that had been unleashed.
[Ding...]
[Ding...]
[Ding...]
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...
As the fog of confusion lifted, the memory of what had transpired began to crystallize in my mind. The Soul King had taken control, wielding my body with a power I could scarcely comprehend. The pain and despair that had consumed me moments before were now distant memories, replaced by a newfound strength and clarity.
"Liliana... my sister... my mother," I whispered to myself, the urgency of their plight reigniting my resolve. I had to find them, to ensure their safety. The thought of their suffering spurred me into action.
