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Galen, dressed in a silver robe, walked toward Givenchy. The mana around her remained calm and undisturbed. With pure thoughts, she changed reality as she walked, radiating frosty chill.
A cold wind swept over her, her long robe clinging to her graceful figure.
“Givenchy, why did you choose betrayal? You have a bright future ahead of you. Tell me. Who tempted you?”
“I won’t tell…”
Givenchy’s eyes turned icy. Curling her fingers, she turned frozen blood into a long bow, shooting an arrow swirling with blood. It folded space and teleported to Galen.
The arrow ended up frozen halfway. It didn’t even touch Galen’s silver robe, much less damage it.
The gap between their power was too great for Givenchy to be a threat. She awaited her final judgment with a grave expression, but suddenly, a violent wind stirred beside her. The newcomer shielded her.
Wayne’s sudden arrival put a look of admiration and deference on Givenchy’s face. Bending her frozen torso, she dropped to one knee and said, “My master, I’ve failed to complete the mission and disappointed you.”
“There he is!” Dressed in a golden robe, Corte jumped down to stand beside Galen. “That must be him. Houry would rather die than say his name, but he came to us on his...
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