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... the time…
His manner of speech sounded like how one would talk to a child.
With the book in hand, Prima gave a long sigh. She then glanced cautiously at the chubby white cat that was sulking in the corner, drawing circles in the air with its tail.
The innocent and distressed manner of the cat made it hard to imagine how it had instantly finished off a Pandemonium-rank just now.
The dark elf stalker had called Prima a little mouse, but who would have ...
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