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... to breath. Ezra Zephyr looked at Mirza Zephyr, who was seated beside him. The king's dominant face was lifeless and loaded up with powerlessness. Clearly, the occasions from those times had been an immense hit to him. His child's spirit had been taken by his adversary right in front of him, destroying the former's foundation and he had been totally helpless It was possible to envision what sort of embarrassment that had been for any father.
Ezra Zephyr bit into his lips. He understood h ...
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