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... ed, enough to make the dried leaves fly through the air.
Two individuals were present in an open field. One of them was looking up while letting a maroon-colored umbrella rest on her shoulder when she spoke.
"Even without my domain, you’re still nothing," she said.
Then her eyes looked down at the woman kneeling a few meters away from her position. The woman’s denim-colored hair was disheveled, and her frail body was drenched in blood.
"Your presence alone disgust ...
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