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... rts had been seized in the crushing grip of death’s claws. As if their very souls were being cruelly hooked halfway out of their bodies. As if they would perish utterly in the next heartbeat.
It felt as though their very lives were being crushed in another’s grasp, leaving them in agony, suffocation, and helpless fear.
At that moment, whether warrior, transcendent, or ordinary person, all appeared no greater than ants, insignificant, pitiful, and powerless.
At the very he ...
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