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... that was covered with blood on the ground was covered with the pure and white snow.
"We can't," Patrick replied. His breath has turned rough because he was forcing himself to move around all these times. They had managed to clear up most of the rubbles after hours of digging, but it was only one small part of the tower, near the entrance.
His grip has turned weak because he didn't have much strength left.
"You have to rest or you'll collapse like them," Dean pointe ...
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