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... ancient carvings spelling doom in a language long buried.
Elius muttered, "He’s regenerating... fast."
He clenched his jaw and called out behind him. "Clint."
The sound of boots crunching into gravel echoed as the sharp-eyed sharpshooter stepped forward, fingers already twitching.
"Six shots," Clint said calmly. "That’s all I need."
"Balkan," Elius said.
A rumble answered before the man himself spoke.
"Already summoning," Balkan grunted, sl ...
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