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... just seized the miasma, she wasn’t even stressed at all. Feeling my resistance, she suddenly sharpened her miasma to a point. It felt like a blade. It was every bit as dangerous as the knife she had been wielding.
The miasmic blade hovered just above my soul, threatening to pierce through it. Meanwhile, I held back the blade with my miasmic control, but how could my control compare to a woman who had lived countless lifetimes. Not only did she birth a demon, but she had maxed out the job ...
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