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Chapter 236: Fighting bandits
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The man, if he could still be called that, was a ruin. One eye was swollen completely shut; the other was half-lidded, blurred with blood. His mouth was a ragged mess of shattered teeth and torn lips, gums slick with blood. All of his fingers had been snapped into unnatural angles, twisted like broken branches of a tree.
Between shallow, pained breaths, he managed to wheeze something, a moan, perhaps, or the start of a word. He tried to focus on the silhouette before ...
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