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... his voice carried a strong bitterness, "I only wanted a fair outcome; why did you have to do this?"
After speaking, the old dean reached into his pocket and pulled out a small scroll.
The pupils of those present constricted sharply.
"Soldiers! Stop him!"
But the old dean reacted swiftly, and the scroll emitted a faint glow that coalesced into a fiercely burning dagger, which he hurled with lightning speed.
Twelve consecutive short-range Divine Arts in the ...
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