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Chapter 83. So Determined

Author: Excel Arthur
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Fear takes over my entire spirit, so intense that I turn my head to look at him. Damon looks excessively determined not to let me go, staring at the demonic-looking wizard standing before them. He seems to shine brightly all over his figure.

Damon holds me tightly, and I continue to look at him with shock and admiration at how willing he is to protect me, even in the face of this dreadful experience.

"I am so sorry, but it is going to take more than a silly threat to get what you want," he replies, and I watch as the fellow chuckles, his head shaking before his eyelids close intensely. He opens them again.

"I really do not want things to go the hard way, Damon," he says. "Like I said, I respect your dynasty, and I do not want you to do anything that will come between the business of the House of Van Allen. So please, just respect yourself and step out of our business."

"Okay, fine. I'm going to step out of your business if you can just tell me one thing," Damon says as the wizard gla
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