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... ad. Of course, the lich did not react. She didn’t even resist anymore when tentacles caressed her nape. Hiro slithered into her worn, tattered black cloak. After he removed the the cloak, a tattered white dress adorned her perfect unblemished skin..
His tentacles glide across her pale white skin. The lich had stopped resisting as if a doll whose string had been cut. Knowing that she had been cut off from outside mana and resisting was pointless, she stayed still. Hiro slithered on the wh ...
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