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... nd the girls were crushing through them like flies, but because Bob, the so-called Beastmaster, was faltering. His mana hemorrhaged with every second. His face was now more pale, sunken, twitching with nerves as some of his beasts slipped from his control and collapsed into twitching heaps, dying.
Shin scoffed under his breath, slicing down a rat the size of a pitbull.
Such a damn useful skill....wasted on an empty-brained mutt!!
This bastard was gifted a rare-class abili ...
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