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"We've encountered an issue."
The men in black robes assembled within a small, dimly-lit cave.
"What's wrong?"
"The cuckoo has been found," announced one among them. His words elicited sharp intakes of breath from the gathering.
"The cuckoo has been discovered? How on earth was he found?!"
"After casting the Mind Talk magic, we discovered that the pattern etched on the cuckoo's body had vanished. It indicated the loss of his soul. In simpler terms, he's deceased."
The others in robes reacted with dry gulps and unease.
"We've got plenty left to accomplish. I can't believe he's already onto us..."
"We can't stay put. We need to leave this place as fast as we can."
"Who are you talking about? Who is it?"
"Davey... O’Rowane. The Saint of this continent."
Shock rippled through everyone present.
"Who... Who did you say?"
"The Saint of this continent."
"Damn it!"
Bang!!!
Dark mana surged forth, sweeping through the surrounding area as the man shouted furiously, "Are you saying that such a monstrous human has appeared here?!"
"Damn it!"
Only someone foolish would remain unaware of the danger posed by a man named Davey O’Rowane. Indeed, the true extent of his powers remained a mystery, even to the most inquisitive gossips. After all, who would believe that the saint, associated with holy mana, wielded both sword and magic?
The robed men, at their wit's end, scrambled in chaos. Then, one of them stepped forward, quietly pulling down his robe's hood to reveal skin as black as night. He had been silently observing their frenzied actions.
"Whether sooner or later, this was an inevitability. The Saint is aligned with the Alpha Reinforcements. To vanquish the Last Wisp, we knew we'd have to confront him,"...
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