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Legend of the Empyrean Blacksmith - Chapter 63
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... d onto the shoulders completely, his whole skin infected with deep, crossing wounds . They bled profusely, filling up the small pond beneath him with scarlet blood . His breathing was low, almost inaudible, yet it was there . Smite was conscious, too afraid to fall asleep as it could signal his death .
He'd only spent five hours here, yet it felt like a whole lifetime . He was on the verge of crying out, of breaking down, yet he endured . He knew that, after him, they'd go after other ...
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