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... strong," Rodorick commented as he led Lone away from the makeshift battlements that were being disassembled. "Did you really injure Prince Keining?"

'Something light to warm me up before we talk about his kid? Okay. I'm not impatient,' Lone thought as he nodded. "Less injure and more scratch, and it took the combined effort of several skills and weapon mastery additional effects, but yeah, I did."

"I'd met a few Golden Foxkin before they vanished. None could have ended such a la ...

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