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... ed grass, a massive body blocked the clear moonlight.
A shadow appeared overhead, shielding the members of the Death Poetry Society, Freeman, and Amiel.
Instinctively, the three of them looked up.
Then, in the next moment—
Their pupils shrank rapidly.
A bat!
A bat so huge it was unimaginable!
The usually composed member of the Death Poetry Society, upon seeing those giant bat wings, scanning over its sharp hooked claws and sturdy skeletal a ...
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