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"You—!!"
Cherie let out a miserable shriek. After all, with a physique that could be compared to that of a Second Rank Vocational Practitioner, she wasn't so fragile as to die from a single strike, and Karlo was almost at his limit, barely managing to press down on her and stab that blade deeply into her.
An illusion suddenly struck Karlo, and he was reminded of the scene when he had killed the Thunder Lizard. It seemed that when the oil was spent and the lamp burnt out, he too was like this… The affairs of the world truly appeared to be a cycle.
Karlo said nothing, just pressing down like that.
"Get off me!!"
Cherie struggled with all her might, sending waves of hypnotic power towards Karlo. But amidst the onslaught of pain and illusions, Karlo's inner self seemed to sharpen as if honed, clearing away everything else, leaving behind only one thought:
Hold on!