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"Very well, seems like you know when to relent." Casio spoke, taking out a letter from his chest and using it to slap the face of the creature of the Blood Clan. "This letter is likely written in a language of your dark kind. Translate it immediately."
The creature glanced at the lifeless body of its captain on the ground, then at Casio’s robust body. It swallowed hard and nodded.
Thirty seconds later.
"What? You’re saying this letter is not written in ...
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