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... le magus's attitude had enraged Araya. With just a body's length between them, he let out a roar and launched a series of punches, his eyes wide open, resembling the wrathful guardian deities from Buddhist legends.

With wrathful eyes, he slayed demons and monsters.

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Unfortunately, the female magus wasn't a demon; she was far more terrifying than one.

No matter how much force Araya used or how many punches he thre ...

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