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... ead!”


“What’s there to be careful about? They have been seriously wounded by the high priest and fell off the cliff. They are dying and waiting to be butchered!”


“Go, go!”


With gasps and howls, a team of pursuers tore through the wind and mist and drew closer and closer.


Their eyes were as sharp as those of eagles, their temples were bulging, and their skin was emitting a bronze color that looked like metal. Their muscles were as muscular as rocks, ...

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