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... as really loyal. He stepped toward the closest body that was lying before him.

"Soul Snatch."

[Strength +1]

[Speed +1]

[Defense +1]

[Hunger +1]

One after another, Azekiel kept moving from body to body, using Soul Snatch. He only stopped after he had absorbed all the souls here.

"Time to clear this place." He held the legs of one of the bodies and started dragging it inside the tent to make sure no one would see.

As he dragged the body, he could fe ...

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