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A Delayed Death
Author: X34L
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Unlike his unpleasant laughter, the whistle coming from Mandalasura's lips sounded melodious and rhythmic. Whistling triumphantly, Mandalasura slowly walked toward Arya.

Even though his confidence in victory was beyond doubt, Mandalasura still felt the need to remain cautious. Moreover, he could still sense a faint trace of energy coming from the young man lying helplessly on the ground, although it was very weak.

Arya's eyelids narrowed even more. He had tried to circulate his inner energy to help the healing power of the Tundra moss to close his wounds faster. However, the injuries he suffered were severe. The sword in his opponent’s hand was no ordinary weapon — it was a sacred sword imbued with great power. Had the slash struck an ordinary warrior, their body would have likely been split in two.

In his desperation, the faces of those closest to him appeared clearly in his mind. They shouted words of encouragement, urging Arya to hold on and survive. He wanted to obey the wishes of
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