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... re while slowly taking off Amon’s skull.
He raised a musket rifle with one hand, and began breathing deeply into the weapon’s loading chamber.
– N-no! Spare me, please! Uwaaahk!
The vampire cried out.
It mustn’t! It must not come face to face with that thing! 𝘧r𝘦𝗲w𝘦𝚋𝐧o𝘷𝘦𝙡.co𝑚
That bastard, he...!
A shadow loomed over the vampire’s face currently sprawled on the ground in an unsightly manner.
The Vampire Count tried raising its head ...
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