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... that weak?"
His gaze dropped to himself.
Long hair.
Fair skin—so pale he could be mistaken for a noble's daughter.
A slender frame.
No sight of a weapon on his body.
…Yeah, he did look fragile.
Michael's lips twitched at the thought, but in the end, he didn't really care.
He shifted his focus back to his surroundings.
Unlike previous times when there were ten groups, this time there were eleven—with him being one all by hims ...
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