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Chapter 172 - The Mad Wall Enkrid
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... ssing the leader's game.'
The leader was surprisingly fast and wielded a poisoned dagger.
'A fight where even a graze would determine the outcome.'
A fight where victory or defeat could hinge on a single scratch.
It almost felt like the wall had been prepared just for him. The reaction time of seeing and responding, the coordination of the body moving the moment the eyes recognize it.
Without mastering this, it seemed impossible to win.
Enkrid thou ...
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