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... circled knights made their last, desperate stand.
“Tsss…?!”
“Ahhhhh…!”
One of the scimitars had been wrapped in layer after layer of spider silk and lost its sharpness completely.
Completely battered and exhausted, Rameau rode on the back of a female half-human spider. One of his hands was holding her neck in a tight grip while the other was pushing her head down.
Dense drops of sweat covered his cheeks and slid downwards, a clear testament to the sheer am ...
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