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... never sleep peacefully again!"
Preston clutched his mangled throat, blood still gushing despite his grip.
Blank ignored his curses. The true damage bleed had stacked past 100,000 per second. Even with his boosted HP, there was no surviving that.
She turned back to the battlefield—now cratered like the moon—and muttered to herself, "Mages… all about that AoE carnage."
"But close combat? Give me an opening, and I'll still win."
Her voice wasn't fully confide ...
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