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Last Gun Alchemist - Chapter 13: Let’s Set Traps
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... e forest pressed on him, and the way the cold wind cut through his clothes made him restless. Pushing himself up, he stretched his arms until his joints cracked. His bag hung loosely on his shoulder, and in his other hand he carried a wooden arrow he had carved earlier.
The trial was almost over. Just a little longer and he would be free from this nightmare. But Ezra knew better than to relax. The Silverback Dire Wolves were still roaming out there. If he dropped his guard even once, it ...
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