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... hand and stolen his weapon reappear, Urt was furious. He was even bold enough to hold the spear that once belonged to Urt.

"Krrr!"

At that moment, rage dominated Urt's mind. He wanted to catch the small man, tear him limb from limb, and crush his heart! Kim Do-Joon was able to escape with some strange magic last time, but that wouldn’t happen again! Urt planned to bring him down with one decisive strike before he could try anything.

"Kraaaah!"

With bloodshot eyes ...

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