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Chapter 111 - Dungeon - XIX
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... t from fear—he was straining. His skin looked like cracked porcelain from within, glowing blue lines pulsing along his veins. Dália wasn't any better. The girl, usually so sweet-faced, now looked like a war goddess bathed in blue and pain.
Twenty meters... and still nothing.
The mire fought back with resistance. The red, viscous water twisted as if it had a will of its own. It wasn't just density—it was something alive, trying to close every centimeter they forced open.
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