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... of light that purged the darkness of the night, piercing through a certain glass window.
Blinding warm lights touched Shye's eyelids, waking him up, and prompting him to yawn as he groggily got up from his bed with a slightly heavy heart.
Yesterday's scene of his favorite blacksmith, Meido Chan's defeat replayed in his mind and he couldn't help but feel slightly bitter.
It was like watching your favorite sports team lose in the grand finals.
Still, his Meido fanbo ...
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