At the Edge of the Cliff (2) “Yaaahhhh!” Freed, sword hanging down, sprinted straight up along Argantis’s main body. Blue lightning blossomed in his left hand, arcing in a parabola as it scraped along the surface of the Demon World Tree. KWA-KWA-KWA-KWABOOM! Explosions erupted, and the mouths that had been vomiting out the disgusting liquid were hideously crushed. This isn’t...
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