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"Hmm." Ursula did not reply and simply floated up to examine Leon. In her senses, he still burned brightly with energy and mana. She instantly deduced that it had cost Leon little to nothing for his summons to unleash such devastating power at once.

"You are really strong." Once again, Ursula repeated that statement. She however did not try to invite him to join her people, as it would be seen as an insult to Leon.

"Thank you. I must prepare for the upcoming ba ...

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