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The mage turned towards Buchanan and Ikaris and slashed through the air. The lines carved on the silver blade flashed, and at the same time, two crescent-shaped rays of light rushed to cut the demons that were attacking Fonde’s shield.

The mindless demons continued to charge foolishly only to be annihilated by the silver sword. Blood from the demons’ wounds splashed onto the pale yellow dress, eroding it in places. It was now so dilapidated that no one would have thought it was one of the dresses Atlas Dicaprio had worked so hard to prepare for Claire. The drops of black blood clinging to Claire’s twin swords flew out with the momentum of swinging the sword, falling to the ground with “Shh... Sigh...”

Claire and Lowel have defeated a lot of demons, but they still appear from nowhere and rush. Unlike Claire, an S-rank mage with more experience and combat prowess, Lowel had almost reached her limit. He staggered b

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