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The Wielder of Death Magic - Chapter 916
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... n the hard ground without much effort, same exchange, the pilots and air-hostess bid Medusa and Igna a warm goodbye. The black outline carefully taxied to one of the many hangars, most seemed to belong to other, richer families. As ordered, a bike was handed off by a confused-looking driver.
“Express delivery,” she added.
“I know,” Igna straddled, “-get on in.” Medusa flung her long legs over the seat, tightened her grip with Igna’s back, and cozily wore a pink helmet.
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