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CH.125

Killian's hands flew up to his throat in a frantic, instinctive motion. His fingers clawed desperately, trying to pry off the unseen, malevolent force that was gradually crushing his windpipe.

His eyes bulged in their sockets, looking wild with terror as his face rapidly took on a deeply alarming shade.

Harsh, ragged wheezes were the only sounds he could force out. Each one sounded more labored than the last while his body suddenly rose from his seat and was suspended several feet in the air by the same power.

A black miasma began swirling around Killian's struggling form. Tendrils of mist coiled tightly around his limbs and torso, restraining him while they sapped away his strength.

The lavish dining room had fallen into a shocked, breathless hush. Every eye was fixed in stunned horror on the dreadful scene playing out before them.

Crystal glasses trembled on the table, their contents rippling furiously as if in sympathy with Killian's plight.

The adorned chandeliers sway
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