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... ts dulled, and the skin on the back of his hand turned a pallid white.
At last, Lumian made it to the market district.
As he disembarked from the public carriage, his limbs seemed to stiffen.
Just as he turned onto Rue des Blouses Blanches, a man who approached him was taken aback. He let out a quiet gasp, his eyes filled with fear.
Lumian instinctively glanced to the side, assessing his reflection in the café’s glass window.
His blonde-black hair appeared as i ...
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