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... ulation, the preordained champion, Lothar, swept through all contenders with overwhelming, unmatched might.
And he did it one against thirteen.
Hovering in mid-air with arms crossed over his chest, the golden-haired figure gazed coldly at the ruined arena beneath him. A defiant, scornful smirk curled at the corner of his lips; so provocative that the audience, who should have fallen into stunned silence, instead erupted in thunderous screams.
"Rejoice!"
"The birth ...
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