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... blood, indicating that he was facing imminent danger.
There was a smell of blood in the living room, suggesting wounds on his body.
Qin Zhao didn’t need to know exactly what he was up to, but she was sure it was no good.
"Ow-woo."
In the room, a Hellhound ran out from the Contract Space, turning into a small black dog.
It circled hesitantly by the door, wanting to go out and play with the orange cat, but it dared not venture forth.
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