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... r soles would be punctured."
Mikael analyzed quietly.
Then, under the astonished gazes of the others, he poked the black mud with his index finger.
After a moment, he withdrew his finger, a wisp of smoke escaping his lips.
"Not bad. An ordinary person wouldn't be able to withstand it, but a Herrscher's physique isn't significantly affected. Even the numbness is negligible."
Mikael didn't believe Śeṣa was only capable of this. He poked the mud again. Althou ...
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