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... gent smell, sour, or bitter. It was more like the smell that everyone would hate to smell, and it almost triggered her vengeful side. She didn't know who produced that foul smell, but it was one of them.
"Stop it, Devi. The smell is so foul that I have to hold myself from turning into a complete form," Glasya said as she glanced at Deviatris who was concocting a solution in a vial. She was hiding behind Nephilim since Nephilim had big wings so nobody would notice what she was doing.
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