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... ull and lifeless.
"You've lost."
With the air of a victor, he declared that the great battle was over.
The Crowned Snake didn't even have the strength to lift its head. It lay in a pool of its own blood, unable to believe it had lost.
Gazing toward the mourning hall, it seethed with hatred at the sight of the old man in a wheelchair. Its revenge was not yet complete.
He was still alive.
"We are the same kind. Why are you helping those damned humans ...
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