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... ven though he himself was bound to the torture chair like the miserable prisoner before him.
However, Hector barely responded to Tyrone’s question.
He just trembled as his mana still surged wildly in silent prayer.
Tyrone clicked his tongue, raised an eyebrow, and shook his head slightly.
"As I thought..."
As more time passed by, Tyrone began to sense something coursing through him. He started shivering — not from fear, but thrill.
"Is that it? You ...
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