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Chapter 594: Just get on with it.
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... pnotic sound of the runes floating around the celestial tailor. The lights emanating from them reflected on the walls, creating ephemeral patterns that seemed to dance along with the cold gleam of the being’s golden eyes.
Vergil remained motionless, although his expression made it clear how much the situation annoyed him. He had never been a man of superficial vanities—but Sepphirothy had insisted so much that ignoring the matter would be worse than giving in.
The tailor approach ...
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