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... ctuations, but Connet recalled when he was young, hunting in the Desolate Mountain Range, being stared at by the hidden Red-Scaled Python.
Malicious, venomous, deadly in one strike.
And the person who gave him this feeling, there were two of them now.
"Slow, too slow..." Theo’s voice slowly rose, as if it was right in front of him, yet seemingly at the horizon, his form seeming to transform into a flowing shadow.
"Theo...?" Connet’s face slightly changed, he clenc ...
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