[500] Despair. Despair (3) Kuan tightened his muscles with Schema to staunch the bleeding. Then, as if nothing had happened, he calmly leveled his sword. “Oh? So you’ve a trick like that.” A hairline smile formed at Mumyeong’s lips. With nothing but a look, his insight pierced the body’s schematic and applied it—an area incomprehensible from a human standpoint. “But...
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