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... gray fog.
He planted his hands on the desk and cast his gaze at the blood-colored "peak."
At the summit of the mountain, the fog was dense and stratified, utterly masking the three-headed, six-armed colossus. 𝘧𝘳𝑒ℯ𝔀𝘦𝒃𝘯𝒐𝐯e𝗹. co𝐦
I nearly lost control with just a glance the last time. I really have no idea what to do if I have to face it in the future... Lumian sighed in frustration.
He didn't sink into such emotions for long and quickly broke free because ...
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