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... ning the wound.
“Hah! Planning to torture me? Bring it on! I’m Icarus, ex-commander of the 6th Imperial Guards!”
This was the sound made when Ivan ripped around the wound, exposing the torn chest.
As he began to tip the healing potion, Icarus’ confident voice started wavering.
“Hydrochloric acid…! This is terrible… ugh…!! You darned… human…!”
Nah, it’s a potion. But Ivan didn’t correct the misunderstanding; secretly, he admired him. It was a wound that completely to ...
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