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... promptly by a series of clangs from metal striking metal.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG...
PFFT!
Dana, holding the Soft Sword with a stern expression, stood her ground as blood slowly trickled down the blade and onto the ground.
She fixed her gaze on the shadowy figure ahead and said in an icy voice, "So it’s you who have been stealing others’ life force, concocting potions, and then selling them to the noblewomen in the city at exorbitant prices?"
She had been inve ...
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