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CHAPTER 110

Maleficent the Glutton could not contain the corners of her lips from stretching up after seeing the frowning face of Damon as she flew beside him. “So grumpy,” she mumbled under her breath.

A scoff replied from her statement without even looking at her. Gaze fixated to the clash of green and red a couple of hundred meters away from them. Because of this, Maleficent was a hundred percentile sure that the halfling prince – her lover and past rival – was angry from what she did.

Maleficent inched herself closer towards him – acting cute as she pouted her lips. She was sure that had she not died then she would never ever think of doing something like this. Before she died, Maleficent would consider pouting as an act of pettiness. But now, Maleficent realized that even for an immortal, life was still short. It was contradictory, yes. But dying from the holy relic of the bastard Gabriel the Faithful made her see things beyond the concept of imm

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