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Chapter 595: His Old Power
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... city crawled along the Demonic Sword now and it thickened by the seconds, turning from faint threads into violent streams of white-blue light.
They wrapped around his forearm, slithered across his shoulders, and snapped outward in sharp bursts that cracked against the blood-soaked walls and floor. The corridor brightened with every pulse.
The four felt it immediately.
The caster’s brows drew together. That wasn’t the magic power she recognized from Clyde earlier. It wasn’ ...
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