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... grin stretched across his bloodied face as he slumped against the cold marble floor, his grip on the claymore loosening.

"So much for protecting that bastard's name," he chuckled, bitter and tired.

CLANG!

Fafnir's draconic hand wrapped around the hilt of Alexander's blade. With a low growl, he yanked it free, steel rasping against flesh and bone.

"Haah... haah... haa..."

Fafnir dropped to his knees. Though his breathing was ragged, the wou ...

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