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... ponent before shooting towards him.
He barely managed to dodge the enormous projectile but the intense heat radiating off the fireball managed to singe off his eyebrows.
Fuck!
He hated mages…
His opponent on the opposite side of the field raised an eyebrow and a wolfish grin flashed across her face.
She was an unusual mage.
An over six feet tall Mendolesa warrior with razor sharp claws, teeth and rippling muscles that could have only formed from working out co ...
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