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... e. But there was no trace of any pressure on Axel’s face as he said in a sneer, "Is that it? Is that the best you can do?"

A subtle smile formed on her lips, which was almost unrecognizable, only he could notice it for being right in front of her. Axel himself did not feel any pressure from her increased killing intent anymore. The rune on his attire, though, which was doing the job of shielding him from the killing of the valkyrie using his own, was heating up more and more.

Tha ...

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