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... > Amid the swirling clouds of deadly poison, Arfa stood tall and unshaken.
Lying in front of Arfa was Amar—his face crushed, sprawled out on the ground.
He wasn’t breathing. He was dead.
“To think you actually won...”
Sempas had known Arfa was strong.
But no matter how powerful someone was, poison was supposed to be the great equalizer.
Poison was one of the few forces capable of inflicting fatal damage regardless of strength.
Yet Arfa stoo ...
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