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... eyebrows furrowed as he witnessed Sergalas’s massive head rise from the pile of bones.
The snake’s tongue slithered and hissed aggressively, a gust of wind flying past Midas’s face.
’I’ve thought long about how I’d deal with this situation.’ Midas thought to himself, ’In the end, strength will not aid me. I can only defeat Sergalas using his own arrogance, as I have done before.’ He noted at that moment.
First, I will make sure not to say a word about what happened betwee ...
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