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... of it like a blade pressed against a neck. Brimming with tension that stretched way too thin to not cut.
Aris himself had summoned his sword. The same sword he hadn’t needed to dismantle that entire Aberrant dungeon, the same sword he hadn’t called upon in years, he had instinctively called on, just from a few words uttered out a random man’s mouth.
Amari was standing, her mana surging and ready for a battle. Virginia was the only one who looked fairly relaxed. Well, relaxed was ...
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