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... tip of his nose.
Lawrence, who was wearing a black windbreaker, stood in front of him, his body was a stench of dark red as if washed with blood, and his body like broken glass was covered with cracks from head to toe, but the bleeding right hand still held " Dagger" revolver, holding it tightly, aiming the muzzle at the black mage.
Anson, who was in a trance, took a second to understand the situation in front of him and everything that had just happened.
Lawrence Bernat, t ...
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