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... wailed as it fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings.
In the weightlessness brought by the rapid descent, Tokiomi used his magic to stabilize his body. Despite his dishevelled clothes, he tried to maintain his elegance. However, as the ground grew closer, he could no longer hide the panic on his face.
"King! King Gilgamesh!"
A sneer echoed, and Gilgamesh, who had been sitting on his throne in deep thought, finally stirred. With a wave of his hand, the 'Vimana' wa ...
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