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... st rate.
Whether it was the shadows or Enkidu’s harpoons, their plundering speed was far less than this.
It was like a cuckoo occupying a magpie’s nest.
Everything that Ishtar had worked so hard to build was turning into someone else’s wedding dress, and she also figured out the mastermind behind all of this.
"Moran...?"
Ishtar gritted her silver teeth and said resentfully.
Excessive anger made it almost impossible for her to think, and the blazing ...
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