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"You … We shouldn't have chased them. "
The low, hoarse voice was the same as the voice that came from the parasitic body.
"You know you're going to be like this."
The cinnabar pen's electric arcs were darting around crazily. As long as the half-demon dared to act rashly, the electric arcs would turn into snakes of lightning and escape.
"Yes."
Mr. Crow nodded