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... at crossed-legged next to me.


"How…"


I opened my mouth to speak, but the words died in my throat when I noticed the missing chains on his body. His expressionless face gave nothing away, and I couldn't read any emotions in it.


I felt a shock wave through me at the realization of what this could mean.


'…What is going on?'


"Kevin's dead."


His voice carried a sense of indifference to it. I noticed that he blinked his eyes ...

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