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Chapter 47: The Battle Royale-1
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... ve at first. He simply waited, looking at them as they charged ferally.
Then—step.
He vanished from their line of sight for a split second, reappearing just to their side, sword unsheathed in a smooth flash of silver-blue light.
Frost Born sang through the air, the chill trailing its edge like breath in winter.
Clang!
The brown haired was barely able to react, as his blade clashed with him, however Azhriel strength overpowered him.
With a twist of ...
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