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... s paid no attention to him, silently passing by his side.
The suffocating aura of destruction felt like a tangible nightmare, causing his mithril chestplate to creak under pressure.
As the terrifying army marched past, Ian felt as if he were being dragged for miles along the riverbank.
Cold sweat clung to his hair.
He dared not look back. His form turned into a streak of light, and with all the speed his legs could muster, he fled in a mad rush toward the distance ...
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