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... ough the realm of forever night. Its golden lashes, and the light emanating from the iris, made him want to fight the familiar right this instance.

"So these creatures are your doing, Michael?" However, running into the summoner himself, Almuld had no choice, but to face Michael instead.

"Why did you draw me out here?" Opening his fist, Michael called back his lance. And in a few seconds, it materialized between his fingers.

"Draw you out here? What on earth are you on ab ...

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