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Crumble…

Crumble…

The sharp rocks were unable to scratch Jamad’s leather and simply allowed the party further inside.

“It’s not here! There’s no wall here!”

“Alright, then let’s just continue down.”

Since Karen and Jamad worked hard to create this opportunity, they were working even harder to make the most out of it.

And not too long after, they reached the tunnel’s end.

“It’s a sharp drop!”

“Hold on!”

Slide…

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