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The youth walked alone through the blizzard, the goose-feather-like snow emitting a dim white light in the darkness as he instinctively tightened his collar.
His figure appeared somewhat barren against the dim yellow light of the tavern behind him.
Huh!
The youth exhaled a long white breath and, on his fingers, a black ring emitted a white light. A shadowy figure floated beside him, whispering in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Master, you shouldn’t ha ...
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