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... round him.
The weaknesses and information of every being in sight—players and shadow slaves alike—were laid bare before him, as though the world itself had unfolded before his gaze.
"Nemesis! Help us!" a female player cried out, panic thick in her voice.
"Yes! Nemesis, please save us!" the other players echoed, desperation coloring their words.
Greg paid little attention to their pleas. His gaze remained locked on the shadow slaves, numbering around a hundred. Eac ...
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