Chapter 88
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“Where did she go?!” Roman yelled at the rest of the team. “Where did she go!” They tried to calm him down, but to no avail.

He had sustained a lot of injuries from the confrontation, but he didn't care about it. All he wanted was his wife.

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After all hope was lost and they made peace with their deaths, rather than the explosion for the ground to collapse over them, it started from behind, while the traps were lifted up for the men to run in time to save their lives before the explosion
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