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“I’m Keter. What’s your name?”
“Orion. I have a surname, but I don’t use it. But… Could you please let go of my hair now?”
“Oh. It felt so good in my hands that I forgot I was holding onto it.”
Slipping free from Keter’s grasp, Orion stepped out of the treasure pile on his own. His clothes were torn and ragged, and the blue bruises and dried blood beneath them hinted at a brutal ordeal.
“Pass.”
Keter nodded in approval.
Orion glanced at the Queen Rock Ant’s corpse and gave an approving nod of his own.
“You’re strong, Mr. Keter. Not as strong as me, of course.”
Even though he was scraped up everywhere except his face, Orion had the nerve to call Keter decent. It sounded like maybe Orion was an incredible warrior.
“What are you babbling about, weakling?” Keter said, raising his hand as if to slap him again.Â
However, Orion neither dodged nor defended, almost as if he didn’t care if Keter hit him again.
Of course, Keter never hesitated.
Slap!
Orion’s cheeks puffed red and his eyes welled up with tears, but he stood tall. Keter liked that about him.
“Lucky, stubborn, and gutsy… You’ve earned the right to tell your story.”
“I don’t want to tell you.”
“Then die here.”
“It all started when I was harvesting sweet potatoes…”
Orion tried to summon...
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