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... ize every pattern carved into the Onekiller’s body. Not that he had the luxury to.
Unless you’re a genius, you have to fight tooth and nail just to glimpse what they see.
Enkrid understood that better than anyone.
And in the last today, despite not being a genius, he had glimpsed it—what they see.
Now, standing behind Shinar’s chair, Enkrid’s eyes locked on the Onekiller’s sword-arms, the blades grafted in place of hands and feet.
He didn’t miss even the s ...
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