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Those eyes held not the slightest warmth, and with a long howl to the sky, the mournful sound of the wolf cry seemed to lament and plead, silencing even the torrential rain in the night.
As it lowered its head, countless black lights bubbled forth from its mouth, tendrils creeping from the tainted gemstone pulsed faintly.
Its throat swelled violently, and in the next moment, a wave of filthy tide, like black flames, swept toward them.
"Those with curse power, ...
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