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... slain. The sea of monsters around him had fallen into madness from agony. They jostled against one another, their faces contorted like fish out of water. They roared, charging at the butcher who once took their lives.

Roy produced one Dragon’s Dream in his left hand and fired off crossbow bolts with his right. He leapt through the monsters, his cloak billowing in the air. Whenever he found a spot where numerous monsters congregated, he would toss a bomb into their midst and set it off w ...

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