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... ankly stared at Cha Eui-jae. The vitality of life was nowhere to be found, the eyes of a dead person. The shy face that once offered a potion, the lively expression when ordering an extra dish of hangover soup— those had long since vanished.
Still, Cha Eui-jae couldn't take his eyes off the face. He tried to find traces of the person he knew in that small object.
'Why?'
His mind wasn't working. It felt as if he and the Russian bear hunter, with thorns protruding from his ...
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