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... on the ground, our bodies crushed by the shockwave. Reina was panting, her face pressed against the mud. Hikari couldn’t even lift her scepter anymore, her fingers trembling too much. Even Ayame, her back arched in pain, clenched her teeth not to groan.
And him.
Sarhael.
Standing, alone, in the middle of the corpses. His black silhouette cut through the flaming sky like a living wound. His hand trembled slightly when he pulled the last blade out of his side: Albrecht’s. T ...
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