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The Wielder of Death Magic - Chapter 884
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... the fallen mother, her hair awry upon her shoulder, the face pale and with a pleading expression, her fragile fingers stained by mud and the vague spots of red at her feet. free𝒘ℯ𝗯𝙣𝗼ν𝑒𝗹.𝒄o𝒎
“You don’t have much time to live,” he said, unaffected by the decrepit visitor. Her lungs wheezed, efforts to open her mouth stopped, words never left her tongue, the intent was there, yet, the physical state disallowed her triumph.
Under a lowered tone – mildly above a whisper, she r ...
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