The bedroom Laxis had lived in as a child looked like something out of an old-school cult horror flick about an evil scientist doing human experiments.
There were books, bizarre little inventions, the corpses of animals and monsters—and most importantly, two child succubi whose bodies had been turned into grotesque specimens.
Their hearts had been carefully removed and preserved inside magic shields. Their bodies had been meticulously dissected, then stitched back together.
“I looked into those two kids,” Angelina murmured. “The younger one drowned. The older one died in a traffic accident. So on paper they were both accidental...
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