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... at his upper body reflected in the mirror.
There were scars from stab wounds on the left side of his chest and abdomen.
‘Scars?’
Normally, even considerable wounds wouldn’t leave scars.
However, the wounds inflicted by that man’s black sword had turned into scars.
It seemed they would likely remain for life.
‘Well… can’t be helped.’
He had to be satisfied with surviving.
Even he thought wounds of that extent would be fatal.
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