#45 Evil born, Evil Dead

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"Anthony, we have to leave. I can sense her power field gone. It could be grief because of that dead girl. Surely she mattered to Elsa." Mantis shook Anthony, who was still recovering from the loss. He lost his dagger to the midnight black wolf, his daughter, could not recover the earth dagger, his beasts and rogues were all dead or succumbing to death and the chance to kill the gray-blessed wolf. The only thing he managed to kill was a beta who has no value! Why was fate so unfair to him? "Now!" Mantis created a sigil on the trunk of the tree and chanted something in ancient Latin. A door opened. Even though Anthony had already lost the battle and dying was the only thing left, his ego was too hurt to leave. Mantis had to drag him through the door before the sigil and the door disappeare

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