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... tempt to grasp at any shred of survival.
No! No! I can’t fall like this... wait! I’ve still got some trump cards. Qirantha...
Time seemed to slow as adrenaline coursed through his veins. His blue eyes flared pink, streaked with hints of purple, as a dark pink symbol—the shape of a puppet dangling from strings—etched itself onto his forehead.
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Qirantha, who had been buried beneath the rubble, dissolved into shimmering p ...
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