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The other thugs, who had collapsed earlier, began to rise one by one. Grotesque groans escaped their lips as they started moving their limbs again—but their movements were awkward and unnatural. It wasn't their own strength lifting them up, but something closer to a shadow dragging them by the scruff of the neck and forcing them upright.
Milia's expression turned tense as she glared at the men cloaked in dark energy. There was no sign of this before…
It wasn't like she'd been careless. She had focused, observed them closely, and confirmed that there was no trace of necromancy involved. Which could only mean that whatever spell was affecting them now had successfully deceived the senses of a seasoned priest.
Can cultists really hide dark energy this thoroughly? she wondered.
The thugs lunged again, screaming. They charged like madmen while exposing every opening in their bodies, like berserkers from ancient legends.
"Hmph!" With a short breath, Lapicel twisted her body and reached out. She pushed the back of the charging dark thug's hand.
Just like before, she was attempting to use a technique to throw him off balance. But this time, it didn't work. He...
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