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Chapter 728: Adam’s Game
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... is gravity, turning over a ton of flesh and bones as light as a feather. Wind currents swirled into a jetstream at his command.
The canopy of pines below ruffled, needle-like leaves dancing around him as the stream propelled him toward the forest’s edges. In front, Yann flapped his feathered wings. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes each time he looked at the arcanist’s wistful grin and how he clutched the basilisk’s egg tight to his chest. Some might think Yann was the father with his u ...
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