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... eerily quiet. It was natural, considering Taesan had killed them all. Those who survived were holding their breath, waiting for Taesan to pass by.
All the while, they harbored hatred for him and the gremlin.
“I’m back.”
The gremlin was waiting silently outside his house. Taesan handed him the white horn of a unicorn.
“Ha, haha. You really brought it…”
He fiddled with the white horn, laughing dryly.
“With the things you’ve brought… I can finally ach ...
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