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Chapter 158: The Little Yin, And The Little Yang
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... ck, inevitable, and laced with that reckless thrill she hadn’t felt since her days surviving in Fathomi as an individual, not a Living Deity.
The air thrummed with the chaos of battle, the serpentine hiss of the five-headed Voidling’s venom spraying in arcs that melted stone and flesh alike, the frantic twang of crossbows loosing bolts that embedded harmlessly in its entropic scales, the guttural shouts of the Void Hunters as they dodged tails that whipped like flails forged from shadow ...
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