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... act that that was just another hologram, I could feel that Miriel's cold vibrations were much stronger, and much colder than anything I felt while talking to him over a video call before.

I could feel them seeping into my body, and even past my 2nd seal...

Though, a grin comes onto my face as I'm certain the 3rd seal deep inside me was not affected or probed at all.

'Good... just in time,' I think to myself while reaching into my item storage and pulling out my Soul Sword ...

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