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... he droplets running down his arm and hitting the ground were actually blood.
Before he knew it, the floor was drenched, and so many corpses were piled up that you could hardly see the pools of blood beneath them.
“Haah, haah.”
Each ragged breath felt like it was squeezing his lungs.
His grip on the sword had weakened; it clung stickily to his hand, smeared with sweat and blood.
“M-Monster—.”
“He’s insane. Completely insane!”
“Do you even kn ...
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