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... with unkempt hair and filthy faces; one even had a rusty shackle on his foot.
Shalman immediately recognized their identities—they were fugitives.
These were fugitives from the Four Symbols City or other Dimensional Boundary Cities who had fled into the Godfall Ruins.
These two Dark Practitioners had sallow complexions, though not of the Demon Clan; their brows bore a thick aura of malevolent energy.
Those who enter the Godfall Ruins long go without fresh food and ...
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