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"They defeated the Miasmic Slime…"
The Necromancer narrowed his eyes, as the opportunity to sneakily destroy the village was completely out of the question now. Even more, the hole in the barrier was repaired, and over half of his troops were eliminated. Forming a path, Blake and company had now made their way towards him.
However, it wasn't as if he was afraid. He wasn't going to run away now, not now. Not after everything he had accomplished, not after all he had done to get here after all this time.
"I won't back down, nor escape…" He said with a smile. "If what you want to do is fight… so be it."
His Wyvern roared furiously, pumped up for the battle that was to come. His two Rotten Giants, who were the strongest he had ever risen with a power equal to D Rank monsters, and the rest of his army, who were still almost two hundred roared in unison.
"My family… It's already here…"
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