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... he went ahead and picked one of the strong long wooden sticks Lucian had gathered for the fight. He held it tightly and glanced at his first opponent that was already waiting for him in the arena; letting out a silent curse, he stepped into the fighting arena.
"Ohh." Darion let out a mischievous smile, "How interesting." Flint was by his side like a trapped prisoner who had no choice.
"A wooden stick?" The beast asks. Her body gave a partial transformation, revealing her cursed ...
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