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... s," the man cackled, triumphant.
The struggles of the weak are always fleeting.
"Oh...?"
Aurora Sinclair, who had seemingly been bitten, pinched the snake’s head and slowly raised it.
A bolt of Power struck its vital point. The tail wrapped around her wrist gradually went soft, finally dangling like a piece of decorative cord.
"Little Flower—!" the man yelled. He glared viciously at Aurora Sinclair, his pupils slowly turning amber as he stared at her like ...
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