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52. The Red Finance

At the Foot of the mountain of the Sacred Witch

‘Valentina’

He rustled in the darkness that fogged his vision, restricting him from seeing what lies ahead.

‘Valentina’

The throat cramped and squeezed tight whenever he tried to speak, reducing the scream to a whisper that even he couldn’t hear. The rough palm of his bleeding knuckles grazed the soft and moist grass beneath him and his lungs immediately relaxed to let out a choked breath. His body felt heavy and numb as if he has fallen from a cliff all battered and bruised from a war. The spine cracked audibly when he conjured some will to move slowly. For the first time, his senses failed him. What happened all of a sudden? Why was he lying in such a compromising position with his body angled oddly?

A wave of shock crawled up his back and he groaned before smacking his face in the same soothing grass.

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