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... had not only decapitated his enemy, but had also stabbed him through the heart, but even then, he was not finished.

He channeled his lightning first, which started frying the flesh of the man, as well as the inside of his body before his light and darkness were launched inside as well before being forced to try and fuse.

Reign then pulled his sword out of the body and jumped to the side, releasing the control he had over the light and darkness that was being forcibly fused inside ...

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