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... e drew attention, so he was not surprised by the question.

"Remember what I said before about someone newly arrived in the Fourth Order having the power of a dragon?" he asked Maira, who nodded. "Currently, I have the strength of at least 150 dragons. That's not even counting my clone."

Ingrid, a bit confused, asked if with the clone he would have the strength of 300 dragons since the limit was 200 dragons for each person. Luan confirmed that yes and explained that what he had do ...

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