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Azriel replied curtly. Mio looked at him with concern in her eyes. Dressed in the warm military garments of the Crimson Clan, with a black-furred coat draped over his shoulders, Azriel felt a little warmer—just a little. Oddly enough, his body kept growing colder with every passing second, yet the heat within his mana core only continued to rise.
He leaned on a wooden cane—one that belonged to Mio. She no longer used it; apparently, she’d only ever carried it because she liked the ...
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