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... hat he would choke on one of them due to their size.

Compared to regular blood pills that were easy to swallow since they were designed to be used in battle, Yoze's wasn't. His blood pills were as large as a golf ball, which made it incredibly easy for anyone to accidentally choke on them if they were not careful.

Yet, even though Evi knew the risks of eating these pills, he couldn't help but feel lustful for them. They seemed to have some sort of magnetic pull that made him droo ...

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