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My Job? Weaving Armour For Undead In Apocalypse - Chapter 20: A Support Can Be Strong After All
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... closed behind them, a gust of cold wind swept across their faces, tugging at their clothes and clinging to their skin like icy fingers. Merek lifted his gaze to the sky—dark, brooding, and heavy with clouds.
It was about to rain.
As that thought crossed his mind, a jagged streak of lightning tore through the heavens, followed by a thunderclap that made the air quake. A heartbeat later, the skies broke. Rain poured down in thick sheets, soaking them instantly as it splattered acr ...
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