Chapter 110 The Grand Cacophony (5)

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I can’t see him clearly through the haze of my own weakening vision, but I know it’s him. My body grows heavier with every passing second, my limbs stiffening as the cold burrows deeper into my bones. My teeth chatter violently, the sound grating against my skull, and my lips have gon...

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