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... make sure she did not look too wretched. At this moment, her shoulders were trembling as she panted for breath; her chest heaved up and down accordingly.
When her breathing finally calmed down, she muttered softly as she lifted her jade-like hand, “Thunderblast…”
On her palm, scorch marks that looked like tree roots could be seen. These were the scars she obtained when resisting the Thunderblast. The marks snaked along the veins on her arms into her body and into her int ...
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