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Helpless

Graven and his right hand, Horace were discussing what happened to the women inside the moving carriage.

"My Lord, I think, they were just mistaken identity," Horace said.

"You mean-?"

"The girls were not really the target, just that they are the ones there, wrong women at the right time," added Horace.

Graven shook his head. "Do you think that this is the work of the Night Dwellers or the Demonic Outcast Clan?" he solicited his right hand's opinion.

Horace pondered for a moment. "We have pushed those clans far away from the town years ago. Although we may haven't wiped them all completely, since we already annihilated their leaders, then we can assume that they're no longer our level when it comes to strength and superiority," he said.

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