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... all."
The white-haired girl gripped her sword with both hands, taking an offensive stance.
"So fast! Do villains not even bother with chatter before attacking?"
Killing intent swiftly rushed toward Jack, who hastily raised his sword.
"I’m not much of a talker."
The white-haired girl’s eyes were fixed on Jack, like a predator ready to hunt.
Jack’s face was drenched in cold sweat; he wanted his teammates to step in first. But turning around, he saw a ...
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