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... hey walked away. “Did a sliver of pity pierce your heart, or did Paradox notice the little spell you’d woven on him?”
“Neither. The bastard, in a magical sense, is like a bag of lead sand, it was about the same amount of effort to keep his mind suppressed as it would be to keep the entire ball under for the same length of time.”
Ellanore’s brows rose, and their siblings gave each other meaningful glances.
“It’s clear that something has gradually elevated Paradox’s body, m ...
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