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... ning struck, scorched earth spread everywhere.
It was as if a bomb had detonated within Mordred’s body. The lively troublemaker, the glutton, Kairi Sisigou’s Servant—all these illusions were burned away by refined fury, replaced by cold, unyielding full-body armor and a red-and-white helmet that concealed her treachery.
The Rebel. The King-Slayer.
The Cursed Child. The Knight of Trechery.
—This was the Mordred of history, her true form!
Even if what was so ...
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