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... s. The Thunderbolt in his hand was still there, but its form was unstable.
Drip—
Blood trickled down from his waist.
The extent of the wound was seemingly nothing more than a bit of scratch. However, it had been such a long time since Zeus was wounded like this.
“Shiva, your hand is surprisingly spicy, isn’t it?”
“This is nothing much.”
“Still, it’s only polite for me to respond in kind, isn’t it?”
Rumble, bang—!
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