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MTL - The Fallen Merman - Chapter 110
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... gh the blade, covering up the original blood color. The fish-patterned electric light on the shoulders echoed it, and the fishbone and ore on the ears rhythmically rhythm.
He had never seen this weapon before, but he was very good at it when he held it, more familiar than any gun he had honed countless times on the training ground.
Rimbaud raised the tip of his tail and gently pushed his back: "goon. Go."
But Rimbaud himself did not act. He was wrapped around the stone pilla ...
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