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... is direction in an instant, sprinting towards the designated meeting point.
But after merely a few steps, he heard a distant, familiar roar from the first retreat point.
’It’s Malok!’
The distance was quite far, and the roar was somewhat faint and unclear.
However, it seemed to carry not anger, but fear and unwillingness?
Reid had no time to discern.
For it was enough to indicate that the other party was caught in some fierce battle.
Accord ...
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