Chapter 91
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Pale monsters gathered near several piles of bones of a giant deer. It seems that the deer tried something - four dead monsters were lying besides it.

The leader was a slightly larger monster with a rusty sword who commanded the others in their language. First, he wanted the best cuts of meat. He drooled as he looked at the deer moving around.

Just as he was about to dig in, a blue bolt of magic flew through the air and struck the blade of his sword. The leader looked taken aback and stepped ba
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