Chapter 36

Chapter 36

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With each labored breath, Fester fought through the pain coursing through his body. Blood dripped from his split lip, his bruised face bearing the marks of the brutal encounter with Sangre. His limbs trembled with fatigue, but his spirit burned with an unyielding determination.

Levi and Sebastian, their eyes filled with concern, reluctantly acknowledged Fester's request. They understood the weight of the battle that lay before them. Their formidable opponent, Sangre's men, loomed nearby, ready to strike at any moment. The tension in the air was palpable, the stillness broken only by the heavy breathing and the distant echoes of the ongoing clash.

As Fester steadied himself, his eyes locked onto Sangre, their gazes colliding in a clash of wills. There was a primal energy between them, an undeniable recognition of the formidable forces that stood at odds. In that moment, Fester knew that this battle was not just physical; it was a test of resilience, o