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Roy is dead

Author: Regina
last update Last Updated: 2024-08-08 14:10:31

Harry and I faced off against Roy, now a vessel for the malevolent spirit. His power was visibly amplified, with every strike carrying immense force. Despite our best efforts, the pressure was overwhelming. Roy sneered, his expression twisted with malevolence. "You can't defeat me!" he taunted. I gritted my teeth, pushing myself to the limit in a desperate counterattack. Despite the intensity of my efforts, a sense of futility gnawed at me.

Meanwhile, Yolanda was engaged in a fierce magical duel with Ethan and Lisa. Yolanda's magic was formidable, and despite Ethan and Lisa's best efforts, they were clearly at a disadvantage. Each of Yolanda's attacks was laced with a chilling malice. She sneered, "You low class magicians are no match for me!" Ethan and Lisa kept trying, striving to find a way through her relentless onslaught.

Peter faced the resurrected servants alone, wielding a seemingly modest staff that looked insufficient, yet each strike was precise and effective. Despite their
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