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... strong help me. I want to live.]
The demonic sword, now smaller in size, began servilely begging for its life. I’m not sure if servile is the right word. The voice in my head was a little weak, but it was so clear.
“This mutt? Whoever wants to be the owner, the owner.”
The body of the magic sword, which was huge enough to bite a horse, is now reduced to a size close to that of a medium-sized dog. Not only the size, but when it was gigantic, it was clearly wolf-like, but ...
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