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... g to witness someone's demeanor change so drastically in the blink of an eye.

The previous Varian Wrynn, upon entering, carried a fierce, bloody aura. Even though his appearance was upright and not at all intimidating, no one thought he was someone to be trifled with. The aura radiating from his body made many people afraid to meet his gaze.

After regaining his memories, Varian's aura changed significantly. While he still exuded a powerful presence, it was now more restrained, wi ...

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