chapter 475

Dexter stood there for a long moment, trying to steady his breath, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins. Every muscle in his body was tense, aching, as he stared at the remnants of the tank. The dark mist that had once swirled inside it had evaporated, leaving only an eerie stillness in its wake. The room, which had once hummed with oppressive energy, was now almost unnervingly silent. But it wasn’t peace. It was the silence after a storm, the kind that made you feel as though you were being watched by something unseen, something far more dangerous than you could ever prepare for.

Henry was the first to break the silence, his voice low and shaky. "What... what the hell was that thing? That energy... it was alive. I’ve never seen anything like it."

Dexter glanced over at him, his eyes narrowed, still trying to make sense of what had happened. Whatever they’d just destroyed, it wasn’t natural. It wasn’t from this world. It was something ancient, something powerful. It had bee
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