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... g from his neck, taking the shape of an inconspicuous sword. Every time he took a breath, a frosty energy would be sucked into it.
Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, a cold sweat forming a thin layer over him.
I will let you live. Stoke that hatred. Become the fuel for my Karma.
Theron sat up on his elbows, his core muscles softening and solidifying beneath his heavy breathing. His delicate skin reddened considerably, a spike of rage twisting his immature features.
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