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... shrinking beneath his body. His hair and beard were disheveled, blowing chaotically in the hellish hot wind; his tattered clothes and withered skin resembled a traveler who had met misfortune in the desert.
However, Banaya did not treat this person as a helpless madman. Beneath that slender body was something that filled him with horror. This feeling was not like having a demon's spear pointed at his pupils, a vague but massive spear tip that, though terrifying, at least was tangible. Fr ...
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