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... asping for breath.
He was the only one left of the eight who had gone to the north of the empire.
His name was Van Krite, who had lost the fight and survived alone.
“Ugh, hah…”
In the moving carriage, Van looked at his shoulder, trying to catch his breath.
A viscous liquid was dripping from his shoulder, where red blood had flowed.
Cold blood ran through his veins instead of hot blood.
His hand, which had touched his cold shoulder, moved to ...
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