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“Did you do this?” asked Jordic, catching his breath and pointing his spear at Keter.

Instead of replying, Keter threw his bow on the ground. Then, the tattoo on his left arm traveled down and gathered in his left hand, ultimately becoming a jet-black bow—Demon Bow Amaranth. The reason why he pulled this out without replying to Jordic was for one simple reason: Jordic wasn’t worth talking to anymore. Keter was done using Jordic now. He was going to kill him along with t ...

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