chapter 4

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Alastor's nocturnal justice unfolded.

He stalked the guilty, his demon side guiding him.

Murderers, rapists, and tyrants met their end.

Alastor's criteria: those beyond redemption.

Lyra discovered his secret.

"Alastor, why?" she asked.

Alastor's eyes burned.

"Protecting the innocent. Punishing the wicked."

Lyra's conscience wrestled.

"Moral vigilantism or justice?"

Annabel and San Diego appeared.

"Our son walks a thin line," Annabel said.

San Diego nodded.

"His demon heritage fuels his crusade."

Lyra posed a question.

"Are you controlling your demon side, or is it controlling you?"

Alastor's response sent shivers.

"It's symbiosis. We're one."

The Shadow Hour continued, Alastor's voice weaving darkness and justice.

Listeners sensed the truth.

A mysterious figure, dispensing justice.

Lyra stood watch, ensuring Alastor's balance.

A delicate dance between light and darkness.

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