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... th were currently separated, they could still hear and read each other's thoughts clearly.

"Yes, bond..." Ozeroth's response came, and they both instantly locked eyes.

And in perfect sync, they both concluded:

'They're not... dead yet?"

Though it was a conclusion, it felt more like a question. Neither of them sounded sure. In fact, they sounded more confused than ever.

Jezenet's corpse had been reduced to nothingness by Ozeroth. The same was true for Eleta ...

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