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In the brief moment between the plump mage’s appearance and his exchange with Roland, the Amenkha Empire overlords on the surrounding battlefield were left utterly shocked and speechless.
The first question that crossed the peak Rank Seven Pharaoh’s mind was: Where did he come from?
The second question that followed almost immediately was: How did he get in?
A piercing shriek rang out as sinister necromantic energy condensed into a massive finger, pressing down toward the plump mage.
The plump mage’s conversation with Roland was interrupted. Facing the “Finger of Death” from a peak Rank Seven Pharaoh, he extended a single finger of his own.
Equally dense necromantic energy gathered at his fingertip,...
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