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... hed her heart.
A black silhouette appeared next to the Matriarch who had just splurted black blood on the ground and hastily helped her sit on her throne.
Though her breath was weak, her presence remained majestic as the servant did not dare utter a single word.
Gripping the armrest of her throne, the matriarch whose figure was now incomparably pale said
"He failed…"
-Crack! -Crack!
Tightening her grip on the armrest, cracks start ...
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