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... cing through flesh and the feeling of a wet stream of crimson liquid drenching his hair in dampness.
His expectations of being attacked met with the realization that there was no pain in his body.
Instead, he turned around, his eyes following the line of sight until his pupils shrank at the sight before him—Prista’s body had halted mid-swing, her eyes wide in disbelief.
"Urgh... wh-what..."
A spear.
A long, dark shaft with a jagged silver tip had impaled h ...
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