Understanding
Looking at the figure slumped against the cold stone, the man who had haunted my nightmares, the one I had felt such profound fear towards, a strange emotion flickered within me. It wasn't triumph, not entirely. Instead, a wave of something akin to sorrow washed over me. Stripped of his predatory confidence, bruised and recoiling, he looked like a wounded animal, cornered and desperate, not the all-powerful monster I had come to know. The raw power that had surged through me moments ago, the untamed light of my awakened soul, felt immense, almost overwhelming. I instinctively pulled it back, drawing the brilliant energy closer, containing it, learning its contours. The cellar dimmed slightly as the pure radiance receded, though a soft, ethereal glow still emanated from me. I moved toward
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