John Jones
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While Abaddon was stupefied, the group had entered the city’s street. All glances hovered over them as they walked with their faces in full view. Her auburn hair was glossy and she was laughing alongside a man beside him. Her beauty immediately paled the others while her smile was pure and radiant. She looked at the other parts of the city as well but her glances were dominated by the man whom they all wondered. “Uwah…” one passing adventurer had their eyes opened wide. “Such……
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The group was not kindled by the gazes of the adventurers standing by in anticipation of the Swarm. Their cloaks were fluttering against the free wind as their steps were unhindered by even the strongest of beasts. They all had their smirks on their faces as they made their way toward the gate. "There was no Swarm, wasn't there?" asked White Perch. "No, there wasn't any," answered Di. "It's a false alarm, or maybe..." "Maybe what?" asked The White Perch. Di shook his head, "I have a matter to…
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Luna was following the group that was led by Cecile and the rest of the gang at the very back of the trail. She furrowed her brows as she looked at the current active leader of the group walking back home without any hesitation. She pondered as she looked at the dancing grasses that accompanied her feet as he made steps. ( What tremendous aura ) thought Luna as she felt the fraction of a second in which Lyon let out a glare toward his own woman. ( I can’t believe it, this is the first time I’ve seen…
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Kesya’s purple eyes gradually turned back to blue. Her lips were squirming as her eyes glistened. The reflection of the young man in her eyes caught her heart to thump harder than it should before her goosebumps rested as one of her knees slowly dropped down— all the while maintaining her glance. “Emperor…” Assid muttered before his eyebrows snapped to the ceiling. He immediately knelt with one knee on the ground. “W-What’s going on…” Luna muttered as she looked at how the three were…
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“Hoooaaammmm…..” Lyon didn’t bother to close his lips as his feet stepped down the stairs. His eyes were thin and he hardly could recognize what he was seeing. He scratched the side of his stomach before he stretched as he arrived on the ground floor. “Guys, have you ever thought that maybe, hooooaaammm, this is a little too morning for the Cockatrice to even show up.” “That’s because you were going out late at night,” said Cecile. “This won’t happen if you sleep early.” “It was…
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“Hmm?” Di raised his brows as he caught Lyon glancing at him. ( How weird, it feels like I’ve seen him before ). “Do I know you?” “Hmm?” Lyon raised his brows, “No, you don’t.” “Oh…” Di frowned inwardly before he nodded, “Then excuse me.” ( Heh, looks like he is a regular here ) thought Lyon before he resumed his eating. The noodles sometimes smacked his nose due to the sheer overkill suction power he gave, however, his eyes occasionally keep on looking at Di who was…
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The White Crow was rinsed with the wave of silence and fear from the presence that emptied their lungs away with a mere glance, however, all other adventurers could only tell from the way Lyon walked on the street, that he had resolved the issue and stopped the chain of battles that were about to escalate. “Let’s go hunt the Cockatrice then,” uttered Lyon as he watched the passing clouds above. “I can solo it,” said Graham, “Just say the word, master.” “Heh, that easy huh?” Lyon jested…
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The White Perch raised his brows to the ceiling as he watched the back of the cloaked person merrily walk out from the scene. “A Cockatrice…” he muttered before his lung suddenly paused. The root of his goosebumps was struck by an instantaneous shock as the rest of its body rose to the extreme. His spine was crawled by freezing ice and his pupils shrunk to a trembling dot. His right hand was still on the grip of his unsheathed sword but he couldn’t pull it out no matter how much will he put…
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