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... eeled his heart.
Through immense pain and gritted teeth, he moved his clenched fist to point his wand towards his chest.
"Dark bolt."
In a noise of shattering bones and shredded muscles, his dark spell punctured his heart, bringing his agony to a bittersweet end.
"Tsk. A bunch of weak peasants with zero mental resilience."
A snort escaped Gaston’s mouth as he observed the two dead dark mages, twisting his lips in annoyance.
Then he turned towards t ...
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