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... His face betrayed his astonishment, rendering him momentarily speechless.

"What did you just say?" Miller managed to ask, his voice filled with both curiosity and disbelief.

Damian was well aware that the mention of the golden key would captivate Miller's attention, and he seized the opportunity to further entice him.

"The golden key. I can only imagine how many demons are currently in pursuit of it. And if you were the one to retrieve it..." Damian paused, allowing the i ...

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