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... the sky. A soft white ray of light poured down from within, and Achill could not help but narrow his eyes slightly, and bathed in this soft light with relaxation, as if washed by this ray of hope that broke through the darkness, his face I couldn't help but put on a faint smile, and I don't know what I was thinking...
White clothes are fluttering, black hair is flying, the God of Salvation stands proudly in the clouds, in the sky, a ray of hope is slowly pouring down, the fear of demons h ...
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