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96. Arlcia Wounded

Vasilio clenched his fists which glowed with magic with a thicker thickness of color, depicting the more intense energy the red-haired man had mustered. He ran wildly to the right, his eyes flashed with concern for the organ behind his left chest whose beat was out of control. He brought his fist forward and opened it.

"Cia!!"

He screamed hysterically while casting protective magic. Not far in front of him was the woman he had fallen into an obsession with, being chased by the god of war's blood-drenched spear. Arlcia was no longer able to fend off the barrage of attacks that continued to rain down on her body, and finally, a spear had the chance to head toward her without a fight.

Street!

Vasilio's magic didn't fail, but it was a matter of time that never stopped that failed. The spear shot out at the speed of light, scraping Arlcia's arm until her pure blood dyed her clothes, the silver-haired woman screamed.

"Damn, god!!" Vasilio cursed, let out a wave of magic, and aimed it a
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