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... s quiet but heavy with purpose.
The unconscious saintess hung limply over his shoulder, her divine mana still flickering faintly like a dying ember refusing to be extinguished.
The resting station was just ahead—a shaded area near the training grounds where the Grand Duchess, Bruce, and Melissa had gathered.
As Kyle drew closer, an uneasy feeling coiled in his chest. It wasn’t fear—he didn’t fear much—but instinct. Something was off.
Still, he didn’t slow down. ...
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