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... woman in his arms. Her face was pallid and deeply lined—not from aging, but seemingly from the weight of relentless stress. Malnourished and fragile, her disheveled hair was dry and brittle, like a patient long confined to an asylum.
Both Hayne and Seiya found their eyes drawn to her, staring as if she were a peculiar piece of art on display.
Sensing Seiya’s attention was momentarily diverted, Mr. Sanio extended his hand, in an attempt to activate his Awakened Ability. But in an ...
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