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Chapter 735: Weakness of the Gods
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A blade hovered a hair’s breadth from the tip of Orson’s nose. He forced a thin smile, nodded, patted the dust from his clothes, and dragged his battered body back toward the little temple.
"Leave this heaven."
Bellara’s brows knit as she snapped the order. Yet the steel in her voice had softened over time; a hint of teasing lingered at the corners of her mouth, as if she were suppressing a satisfied smile.
"Next time. For sure."
Orson said it with his ba ...
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