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He had prepared himself to order a defensive formation.
He had not expected to see survivors walk out of the mutated F rank dungeon.
Blood streaked their faces, clothes were torn.
Several had crude bandages made from ripped fabric.
Some limped. Some leaned on each other.
But they were standing.
They were breathing, that alone was a miracle.
Arthur took two steps out of the portal.
The moment his foot touched solid ground, hi ...
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