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... ix reeling backward, his senses overwhelmed by sheer terror. The cacophonous roars of the creatures lurking behind the leader echoed like a tempestuous wind, freezing the air with a palpable dread. Their eyes mirrored a profound fear of their commanding figure, their breath held in eerie unison.
Felix’s forehead beaded with sweat, his aging body struggling to assist his racing heart. Were it not for his status as a 4th class swordsman, the shock alone might have been enough to claim his ...
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