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... Lumian pondered its rumored history, a relic left behind by the Intisians upon their arrival at Saint Tick Island, his gaze fixating on the distant sea.
The night’s crimson moonlight, still hours away, refrained from casting its dreamy glow, rendering the scene quiet and undisturbed by tourists.
Circling the lighthouse reminiscent of Roselle’s era, Lumian observed for nearly fifteen minutes, fruitlessly searching for any sign of the Demon Warlock.
He didn’t anticipate a dir ...
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