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... e was the age of this young sorcerer, he could never have been so calm.
"Are all sorcerers as special as you?" Holloway asked.
The young sorcerer glanced at him, a small smirk playing on his lips, a flicker of pride flashing in his black eyes. "Those who can't think calmly are already dead. You must have seen their corpses by now, right?"
Holloway's hand paused for a moment as he stitched the wound, then nodded in acknowledgment.
Seeing him nod, the young sorcerer ...
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