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... dy suspended by his wrists as the thick metal digging into his skin.
His robes were in tatters, drenched in sweat and blood, clinging to his battered form.
His silver-white hair is now matted with dried blood, cascading down, obscuring part of his face.
"Haa..." His breath came in ragged gasps as each inhale send a sharp, stabbing pain through his ribs.
His body trembled with exhaustion, but he refused to let himself fall into unconsciousness.
The scent of ...
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