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... like the slaves that had come out so far, all she had was a weapon without a single piece of armor. So did the man on the other side.
The man swung his mace and glared at her with ferocious eyes. It looked like he was raising his fighting spirit.
“Which one do you think will win?”
The Tyrant asked me. A voice that sounded strangely excited.
He had only talked about useless words until now, but he suddenly brought up something related to the match for the first time.
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