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... id cracked with rage.
He then took out a dagger, which began to release red tendrils of lightning all around it. Only a moment later, pure red lightning coated the dagger in Nevin's hands.
Max gripped his sword and said softly, "Nevin, we don't have to fight to settle things, you know."
"Humph, I know that very well," Nevin's face twisted with rage and anger. "But it doesn't matter anymore. If I don't bring your head, then my head will roll down as a result."
He a ...
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