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... s twitching, divine power dripping from every movement like blood from a wound.
Kyle tried to dodge, but his body was sluggish—his reactions dulled from the countless hits and exhaustion.
He wasn't fast enough.
Tirakos's hand closed around his wrist. The grip was like molten iron.
Pain seared through Kyle's arm.
Divine energy raced up his nerves, eating at his mana and flesh alike. It was like being branded from the inside out. He grit his teeth to keep fr ...
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