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CHAPTER 12: THE RULERS

作者: Cecilia Kim
last update 公開日: 2026-07-09 20:49:05

Gwen POV:

The raspy voice, carrying an invisible pressure, poured down like a bucket of ice water, instantly silencing the surrounding jeers. The wall of people tightly surrounding me suddenly parted to both sides, hastily retreating to maintain an absolute safe distance.

As the space in the hallway opened up, our vision was completely cleared. From the main entrance leading to the grand hall, the tall silhouette of the speaker caught my eye. He wore an oversized black hoodie, the hood pulled d
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