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Chapter 1782: The Iron Muzzle
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... of back alleys and side streets toward the Dojo, he didn’t run into any more of the roaming Werewolves. Relying on his rigorous Hunter stamina, he was able to navigate the chaotic neighborhood and reach his destination fairly quickly.
But as soon as he arrived at the perimeter of the Dojo, his blood ran cold. He instantly felt that something was horribly wrong.
For one, the heavy, traditional wooden doors at the front entrance were completely destroyed, their splintered remains l ...
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