Ten days. Ten days without her. Damian’s chest felt like it was caving in, rage burning where his heart should be. The city trembled as shadows writhed from him, tearing through streets, shattering glass, collapsing buildings. His gray eyes burned black, no reason left—only fury. “Where is she?!” he roared, voice shaking the night. Heroes tried to stop him, but he blasted them aside, uncaring. Without her, Damian was no savior—just the monster they always feared.
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