Cindy attacked Haedon

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Haedon’s lips curled into a wicked grin, his voice laced with venom as he taunted, "She’s in hell, Damon. Suffering in ways you couldn’t even begin to comprehend. And you know the best part? It’s all because of you." His words dripped with satisfaction, each one designed to twist the knife already lodged deep in Damon’s psyche. As he massaged his neck, wincing from the earlier impact, his laughter filled the air—cold, mocking, a sound that grated against Damon’s nerves.

Damon’s vision blurred with a red haze of fury, his restraint snapping like a brittle thread. With a primal roar, he lunged at Haedon, every ounce of his strength channeled into the attack. But Haedon, anticipating the move, sidestepped with a swift and practiced motion. In one fluid movement, he pulled a knife from his sleeve and drove it deep into Damon’s side.

The blade cut through flesh with a sickening sound, and Damon’s breath hitched as searing pain radiated from the wound. He staggered, his body betrayi