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"I hate showoffs" The mercenary leader commented as he pulled out the village shaman's heart from his chest, before allowing his body to fall to the ground. Suddenly, an orb appeared in his other hand, the orb easily bigger than his hand, it was colorless and pale compared to normal orbs.

'What the fuck is that!' Astrid thought to himself, sweat pouring down his face as he stared at the orb in the mercenary leader's hand. Astrid could sense a sinister and threat ...

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