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... he tried his best to shake off the fog clouding his senses. Although he couldn’t move his arm or the mana within, he struggled with everything he had, refusing to waste a single second.
Honestly, Zephyr was not afraid of death. He had seen many people fall prey to the unrelenting claws of time. Embracing death naturally at the end of a long life was a satisfying conclusion. Zephyr wished for a end like that.
There was no need to be scared of the inevitable. However, he was utterl ...
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