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... ning circle of armored soldiers.
His chest rose and fell in the breathing technique he’d mastered for combat over the years as he quickly ran through what he had at his disposal.
He had merged with a Bog Slime years ago, earning affinities most men would sneer at. Poison, Water, and Preservation. Yet these were enough. More than enough.
They’d seen him through years of combat, where a single mistake meant death. Now, they would see him through this one too.
His ey ...
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