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... into the conspiracy over a century was about to succeed, yet it inexplicably ended in death.
His last gaze fell upon Owen Bertram, as he faintly heard Owen say two words: "Trash."
The torrent of sword energy washed Old Camel clean, as if removing a pile of filth from the steps. Then it shrank back like a divine dragon, coiling and hovering around Owen Bertram.
Owen strode inward, but behind him, the Southern Prison Town Comforting Office members were still in a state of s ...
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