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The Wielder of Death Magic - Chapter 882
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... skies majestically crashed. ‘Alive,’ gasped the heavily wounded Yui, she clawed from the wreckage – smoke filled the air, the wind hurled, the clouds shrieked and Marinda grumbled. By sheer effort and lung filled by the thickening mist, she muddled, stumbled upon a crack in the fuselage, paid no heed, and dropped. Her head fell upon damp grass, foliage blocked vision to the skies, ‘-my arm’s broken,’ she cringed, ‘-don’t seem that I’ve suffered much,’ a relieve breath escape. ‘-crew,’ she ran to ...
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