At this moment, at the top of the Nightmare Demon's tower, the seductive Nightmare Demon was lazily leaning against her newly restored throne of a ruler.
That throne, like the symbol of her authority, flickered with an eerie glow, perfectly complementing the mysterious aura swirling around her.
One of her slender fingers gently held an exquisitely carved smoking pipe, wreathed in smoke as if it were the materialization of her thoughts.
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