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The Cleansing! (3)

The old man tilted his head, a chilling grin spreading across his face. Azrael's eyes locked onto the Beast Core, and he felt his heart sink as he noticed the old man's decaying tooth.

A wave of dread washed over Azrael as he pieced together what had happened.

"You really thought you could fool us with this, didn't you? Didn't you, Witch?" the old man sneered, his words like venom.

Azrael's world crumbled in an instant. He had pinned all his hopes on this risky plan, only to be met with betrayal and despair.

The old man's hand lashed out with surprising speed, delivering a brutal punch to Azrael's stomach that knocked the wind out of him. Azrael doubled over, gasping for air as pain radiated through his abdomen.

"You really thought you could trick us, didn't you, Witch?" the old man spat on his face, his voice dripping with contempt. "You thought just because we're a community of backward fools, we haven't seen a Beast Core before? Fool!"