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... leader operative and turned around to face an empty room, “Surprised?” She smiled and gave a short laugh, “Don’t tell me I’m the first to ever sense your presence?”

She scoffed to herself, “How pathetic. The world we live in really is just filled to the brim with talentless weaklings.”

Xenia received no response; however, within the void, Fincher was trembling with fear, “She can sense me?! Surely that is all. She can sense me, but she would never be able to enter the void to ca ...

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Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, “Whose shop is this?”

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