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Amidst the eerie ambiance of the bloody cave, the mysterious voice persisted, a haunting whisper that slithered into Flair's ear like a serpent of the astral void. The disembodied voice inquired with chilling curiosity, asking whether Flair had finally completed his revenge. The words hung in the air, carrying the weight of ancient secrets and unquenched malevolence.
In response, Flair's visage contorted with unrestrained rage and shame. The flames of vengeance, once burning fiercely within him, flickered with the unsettling realization that his quest for retribution remained unfulfilled. The whispers continued, probing the depths of his consciousness, extracting the raw emotions that festered within the gothic recesses of his soul.
