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However, as Silas rounded a corner, he froze in his tracks, his eyes widening in shock and disbelief. 

Just a few meters ahead, Osborne stood with a twisted grin plastered across his face, gripping Angelica by her long blue hair. She was on her knees, barely conscious, her face marred with swelling and bruises. The sight was enough to send a surge of fury coursing through Silas's veins. 

Silas's blood boiled, and his entire body trembled with rage. His fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, threatening to draw blood. 

"Osborne! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Silas roared, his voice reverberating through the crumbling landscape like an earthquake.