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... red noticeably from usual. Whether guards or players, everyone’s eyes carried obvious streaks of red.
The former had been ordered to hunt down that detestable Black-Hearted Princess and had not slept a wink. Most of the latter had spent the entire night searching for S.K.Y., and only a small minority were looking for the Black-Hearted Princess.
These players were not far from being forcibly logged out. They were filled with a stubborn unwillingness, convinced that with just a few ...
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