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... , a small flame dispelling some of the darkness, illuminating a man's face.
A cigarette was lit, and the smell of tobacco gradually filled the warehouse.
"Stiyl, smoking is bad for your health. Take care of yourself; you're still young," a woman's voice sounded.
"So what? Before I die of lung disease, I'll probably have already died in battle, maybe even soon," Stiyl said with a self-deprecating laugh. He lit the cigarette to mask the smell of blood in the warehouse and t ...
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