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... g monk fell to the ground like a puppet with severed strings, the chill of death enveloping him.
Looking at the neck that had been abnormally twisted, and the lifeless dim eyes, it seemed obvious that his life had come to an end.
Well, thatd be true if it were an ordinary situation, but
What a joke, arent you gonna get up?
I spoke, my eyes fixed on that bastard.
Even kicking him a few times didnt seem to make him get up.
But I was certain that he d ...
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