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... ’s grip. The one left behind by Seren? Just a rough draft.
Even that half-finished piece of work boasted attack and defense skills on par with a level-nine Peculiar, so Benedict’s version had to be off the charts.
Benedict’s sneer deepened as he sensed her anxiety, his eyes glinting with disdain. "Let me show you what Schedar is really for." With a flick of his finger, the football-sized orb transformed into a colossal bell that rang out melodiously as it swayed.
Suddenly ...
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