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... before collapsing on its side. All around him, other men fell victim to similar fates. The palace’s once luxurious surroundings were now stained with murky, viscous blood, and countless amputated limbs rolled all over the marble flooring.
“Huhuhu… Ugh…”
Amidst the sounds of slaughter, one lone man wailed helplessly. The man was an earl by the name of Ian, one of the more prominent attendees of the ill-fated meeting. The earl’s cries suddenly came to a halt as he trembled in fear at ...
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