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"Gaaahhh! You bastard!" Bovian raced furiously out of the dilapidated walls, to where she believed Karema to be.
Bovian's eyes lit up at the sight of it. Karema and Anthony were standing before her. That was impossible because they were one and couldn't be apart....
Unless a contract had been made.
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"Tsk!" Anthony groaned hunching his back and letting out an outflow of blood from his nose and mouth.
'I still feel my entire body shivering from being trapped in Karema.'
The contract's effect had not taken place yet. Anthony still owned all his fingers.
Not to mention his left arm was weird-ish. It was exuding a thick white flame like that of Karema. His hair was also white and he was missing most of his clothes. All he had on, were torn trousers.
Anthony locked his gaze on Karema now seperated from him.
