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Chapter 0469

The Strategist fiddled with a crossbow, a delicate piece of weaponry no bigger than his hand, with intricate silver patterns carved into it.

He took aim at the man, who still had his head bowed, an easy mark.

A soft "pfft" broke the silence.

The man hit the ground and immediately started howling, "L
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