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Clara was sprinting towards Shaman and at first Shaman did not believe that Clara was the reason behind such a powerful aura until she saw the pair of pinkish red horns.

'Wait Clara is a demon?' Shaman recalled the part of Clara's status where a part of the race section was blocked out.

'Hang on, demons are supposed to only be in the demon lands as they are an isolated nation.' Clara's potential race kept raising more and more questions. To Shaman's knowledge, the dem ...

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