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After Douglas departed, a robed woman arrived at the Western District Great Cemetery. Reaching the heart of the cemetery, she took off the black hood that obscured her face, revealing her tall nose, red lips, smooth skin that looked as fair as snow, and eye-catching red hair.
Anastasia.
The dark elf was an unusual beauty even in her regular form, which was to be expected since she had been Senna’s rival, including in looks and figure.
A gust of wind parted the mist and wrinkled the black robe Anastasia was wearing. The black cloth hugged her body, showing off her alluring curves. From the side, her voluptuous bust contrasted starkly with her slim waist, leading down to the shapely, smooth line of her bottom and then her long, lithe legs. She was tall, slim, and had perfect proportions.
Wayne glanced at Do. Don’t generate wind for no good reason. This woman is different. Stop creating a mood that’ll lead to unnecessary misunderstanding.
Still, he glanced at Anastasia a few more times.
He had seen Anastasia’s regular form in the packaged videos Senna sent him. She was a beauty who could rival Senna and Filomina. In comparison, Veronica and the other girls her age might have youth on their side, but...
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