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The stadium is cracked and splintered, and not even the stands are safe. By the second day, most of the spectators had been evacuated to avoid being killed by flying stadium debris.

Only the strongest remained in the stadium to avoid being killed by the flying debris in the aftermath of the battle, and

And so, on the third day.

Vulcanus crossed the line.

"Aaahhhhhhh!

[Ugh, Vulcanus, you bastard! No way!!!]

Divine Descent <God of War&g ...

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