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... arm rang out, drawing everyone’s attention.
The middle-aged beastman, incomparably powerful just moments before, now sat leaning against a tree trunk, his face deathly pale. On his thigh was a wound as long as a beastman’s palm, from which bright red blood was gushing.
It slowly soaked the ground beneath him.
The surrounding tribesmen’s faces were filled with sorrow. ’Such a severe injury... Even if the witch were here, it couldn’t be healed without a Beast Crystal...’p&g ...
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