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... easy to ignore...? You filthy, worthless bastards..."
The voice came from behind them—calm, cold, and laced with contempt. In the next instant, a surge of Sacred Realm energy exploded outward, and Cicero’s figure materialized behind them like a phantom.
In that moment, both Manticore Rhazgor and Manticore Vorgath froze in place, their bodies going rigid.
Their eyes widened, emotions churning—shock, fear, disbelief.
BOOM!
Cicero struck. freewёbnoνel.com
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