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... tact with Crimson, he finally snapped his fingers, resuming time once again.
A faint brush of wind blew past him as a cut appeared on Neraxis’s cheek.
But as soon as it came, the cut healed up, not leaving behind even a single scratch.
Crimson clicked his tongue.
"You’re using the power of Time for something as minor as healing? Do you not know the consequences?"
Neraxis tilted his head.
"I’ve been in that place for a very long time, and while I ca ...
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