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Chapter 49Book 1: : Bandit Custom and Childish
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... whispered faintly.
Immediately, as if on instinct, a head whipped around only for the eyes nestled within it to stare right at him.
It was too late though. A silent flash of blue escaped Lones outstretched palm and hit its mark with practised ease. Its target, the cranium of a hulking Blue Orc.
The beasts were easily two metres tall, and they had biceps the size of watermelons. Lone was honestly quite intimidated by their appearance, especially the unrefined metal bars t ...
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