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... its decapitated neck.
Ethan channeled his dark magic power and flooded it into his chains’ crystal wind blades.
A small whirlwind formed that tore through the thatched ceiling and cleared both the poisonous yellow fog and the putrid stench of its blood.
The hut creaked ominously and seemed to be close to collapse.
Knowing the severity of the situation, Velcy jumped and clung to Ethan like a monkey as her fluffy ears twitched from the excitement and adrenaline of ...
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