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... ayne went up to them while scratching his smooth skull bashfully, as if he had just completed their mission. Since he didn’t have a face right now, the attempt at playing cute failed. The terrifying-looking skull did not look punchable like his face usually did.
Veronica blinked and stared at the Death Knight. “Bas—”
“Oh, this is Twilight Despair. That guy was the Goddess of Darkness’s messenger. I killed him.”
“You killed him?”
“That was a goddess’s messenger...” ...
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