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... torrential rain had poured down all night, and both Donald and I hadn’t slept at all—or to put it plainly, it was a sleepless night in the Royal City.
Because of the rainstorm, many werewolf residences on the outskirts of the Royal City had collapsed, as well as localized flood disasters occurring; Donald had barely closed his eyes as he busied himself handling all sorts of official matters and remotely directing ministers to rescue the werewolves.
I watched the faint red blood ...
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