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The Wielder of Death Magic - Chapter 32
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... er eyes. “Ma’am, don’t cry, I shall defeat this defiler in your stead.” A voice spoke, familiar and peaceful. Sternly fixed and eyeing Staxius down, Isac stood, sword in hand, waiting.
“What is happening?” Her stomach felt weird, her head began aching, her body gave in, she collapsed. “Dear Lord, how can someone be so feeble,” Staxius sighed. Rose’s sudden faint went unnoticed. “FIGHT,” one of her men exclaimed, the battle restarted. “Fenrir, that was a job well done, now you may return, ...
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