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A full sprint across the ash-gray desert, kicking up gray dust.Serpens’s feet bounced lightly without sinking into the sand.He could feel, in detail, each spell wrapped around his entire body.
Every time the Basilisk’s eight legs stepped on the ground, a fierce shockwave surged toward him.He cut through the incoming cloud of sand with his sword.
A faint blue light lingered in Serpens’s light brown eyes.The boy didn’t notice it, but he ran with all his strength to face the monster.
Greeeeeeek-!
When the distance between the boy and the monster was no longer that far.The Basilisk revealed its gaping...
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