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... gasp for breath.

A faint layer of ion shield covered his body to keep the intense heat from the lava out and he carried Theodore in his arms. Theodore was still unconscious.

After having the recovery flower swallow Theodore, Aderick had commanded it to go deep underground to ensure his safety.

It was thanks to this that Theodore was able to survive the nuclear explosions.

As for Aderick, he had repeated the same move he did earlier, swiftly splitting out a small part ...

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