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Chapter 13: The Hunter Becomes The Prey
Author: Duekki
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Lin Feng's POV

‘Because I’m not done,’ I said in my mind. The world twisted violently.

The forest warped around me, trees stretching into streaks of pale white and violet, the ground dissolving into shifting shadows. The blood on the leaves, the dark sky above, everything collapsed into a swirling storm of red and gold.

The Gacha was consuming.

I clenched my teeth as my heart gave another painful, irregular beat.

Just then, I heard the other assassins scatter around the forests, perhaps taking
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