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... was what my life was like since I learned how to use a dagger." The Hunter’s voice was no longer hoarse.
He and Immanuel sat next to each other to rest and recover mana. They sat on a cliff overlooking the woods and the clearing where they fought. They watched the sun as it was rising, painting the sky a violent blend of red and orange. The Hunter had dismissed the serpent, and it crawled away from them, leaving a trail of blood at every inch it crawled.
"Sometimes I sold meat, ...
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