Rise Of The Powerful Husband

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In the inferno purgatory, Willaim and the hunters heard a very loud shriek that pierce through the core of emotions and inflicts all sort of negative emotions, including fears.

William quickly pun around, his eyes scanning the horizon for the source of the noise. The flames flickered and danced in the distance, casting long shadows across the cracked ground, but there was nothing else in sight.

But then the shadows began to move.

From the darkness between the flames, figures began to emerge. At first, they were little more than dark shapes, but as they drew closer, their forms became clearer. They were tall, towering over the hunters, with long, tattered robes that billowed around them like smoke. Their faces were hidden beneath deep hoods, but their eyes—glowing a sickly green—burned with a cold, unholy light.

Each figure carried a massive scythe, the blades glinting wickedly in the firelight. They moved with a slow, deliberate grace, their skel