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A Crushed Heart (3)

Dylan pulled the wooden sword over his head with one hand, then sent a blast of energy that split the wind. All eyes that watched felt the powers build up as Dylan struck. He didn't care how the condition of the opponent in front of him who had more than 'lost' to him. What his body wanted at that time was to split and divide.

Unseen to the common man's eyes, Dylan was splitting his bad memory about the night of the donation event the other day.

'Fuschia...'

How his memory suddenly returned in one sweep, and the first emotion he felt was happiness as all his doubts had been answered. Even a genuine smile appeared on his face. But then it was as if he had been drenched in icy cold water as he realized how late he is to remember Fuschia.

‘If only my memory came back faster, maybe Fuschia wouldn’t leave?’ Dylan clenches his jaw as he strikes another big blow to his opponent.

He winced in pain. He regretted not recognizing Fuschia's water magic in the form of rain that he had seen the oth
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