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Author: Tricia best
last update2025-12-26 19:16:49

CHAPTER 71: LEGACY PIECE

“So the boss monster… melted your clothes?” Jace asked, raising one incredulous brow as though Kael had just confessed to bathing in acid for fun.

“Yup.”

“And all that dried blood all over you… not even yours?” Jace pointed at Kael’s bare torso, smeared and streaked in red, a living mural of violence and divine absurdity.

“Exactly.”

Jace stared for a heartbeat longer, then just sighed and walked off. Elira and Seris followed, giving Kael twin looks of exasperation and disbelief before leaving him sitting on the ground like the aftermath of a divine car crash.

Kael groaned. “Why do all my fights end with me completely out of mana? Am I cursed or just fucking dramatic?”

He forced himself upright, every muscle protesting, his mana veins aching like burned wires. He could feel himself building a sort of immunity to the post-mana fatigue. Not full resistance, but enough to walk without collapsing
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