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Chapter 99
Life was slowly seeping out of him right before my eyes, with silent grunts escaping his lips. Just like that, his ability has completely vanished from his hands as he put them down slowly.
The hand that went through his chest is pulled back slowly to reveal a hole right there with a lot of blood dripping from the open wound. I wouldn’t know what to call that because it was akin to doom in my opinion.
When he goes down to his knees, I get a clear picture of who committed the act on the elder. “Monica?” I whisper because I cannot speak out loud. But it was more than likely to get the attention of the dark-haired lady standing behind the elder.
She was the last person I would expect to be here. Not even in my wildest dreams would I see her lending a hand in such a situation. We might have let her in on a bit of our plan but I never imagined she would follow up in some way.
Her gaze was aimed di
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