"Impossible, who are you?"

Small looked in horror at the figure in the center of the storm.

A gust of wind blew up all around, shaking the woods on both sides of the road, making howls like ghosts crying.

Lisa looked down at her palm, also inexplicably surprised.

"This power is... eh?"

The source of the power is actually the new woolen pants under her skirt, scorching power is continuously pouring out from the woolen pants, spreading

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