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I mumbled while looking at the 3 bodies lying lifelessly on the ground.

Their bones are either broken or crushed, making them look hideous.

Especially Prem who have his face punched several times by me, his face was dented and blood is still coming out from his mouth and nose.

"I tried to make them conscious as long as possible by giving them buffs so they will feel every hit that I would throw, guess they're just that weak huh."

I scoffed as the 3 of them ...

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