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Chapter 17: The Death Match Club
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... in a Death Match!"
"The Beautiful Beast isn't even letting a single Contribution Point slip?"
"Did the cult leader already fall into his trap?"
"Oh ho, then it won't be just one point. The Beautiful Beast might be taking fifty this time..."
Hearing the chatter from the stands, Ashe tightened the bandages around his fists and forced a smile. "Looks like you really have been pretending to be weak."
Iger was fair-skinned, blond, and had blue eyes. He smiled. ...
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