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Chapter 883: Borfan’s Strength (1)
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... a moment after that devastating slam into the ground.
The world seemed to tilt on its axis, and the ringing in his ears drowned out the dry whistle of the wasteland wind.
But with a frantic shake of his head... as much as he was allowed to within that iron grip, he quickly regained his focus.
Grabbing Borfan’s hand which was still clamped tightly around his neck, the mage maintained a steady, desperate grip.
His legs suddenly coiled around, whipping from the side ...
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