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... words slipped out before Ryn realized he’d spoken them, barely louder than wind scraping across the broken battlefield.
He knelt in the ruins of what used to be a castle, one hand pressed against the gash in his abdomen.
The final monster, a large behemoth with horns as large as a house, was just slain by him. Not out of skill, but sheer luck.
The world’s strongest swordsman had already dealt the damage. Ryn just had the last hit, but not before the behemoth inflicted a ...
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