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Chapter Thirty-seven

"You are still incapable of protecting Esmeralda until now. Even if you have a pack with you how do you supposed to save her from the Dark one?"

Dante used all his strength and walked through the shattered debris in the mansion until he reaches his executive's table. It was already destroyed but the swivel chair was still okay to sit on.

Limping, he squeezed his way through and sat on his chair. He wipes off the blood covering his face with those sanitary napkins he found on the drawer of the table. Then he brought out the golden case of Cuban cigars and picked up a piece.

He reached for his Zippo lighter underneath the table that made its way there when the two of them were beating the hell out of each other.

He lit his cigar and puffed a broad white smoke. 

Rio moves closer to him as if nothing had happened several hours ago. 

"May I?" He asked Dante as he was pointing at the golden case of Cuban cigars at the top o

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