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... tting any closer. Just as he would never reach the stars, he felt as if he would never reach Temar.
He painfully drew Bradamante, hands trembling.
He struggled to even gasp for each breath.
Every time a breath of hot air traveled through his throat, it felt as if he were swallowing a bundle of knives.
‘Cut. I will cut him.’
In his blank mind, it was those words that echoed.
Not letting his will bend in any situation, he swun ...
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