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- The angel’s burning swords stabbed and slashed at him. He countered instantly upon evading but was suddenly assailed by a sharp pain, like he’d taken a heavy blow to the gut.
- Sensing the direction, he looked up and found a caster casting some kind of spell. “If only you guys used healing magic like priests are suppose—” His words were drowned out by the shockwaves that pummeled him to the ground.
- He was confident that if there were fewer, even if they were invisible, he’d have been able to dodge them by sensing the atmosphere and watching his opponents’ eyes. But when there were more than thirty, he couldn’t handle them all. It was all he could do to shield his sword arm and face.
- A pain so terrible it seemed like he’d never get up ran through his entire body. There were so many places that hurt that he couldn’t tell where, specifically, he was injured. “Gyaghh!” Unable to stand the taste of iron building in his throat, he coughed up fresh blood. The high viscosity caused it to string down his chin.
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- Volume 1, Chapter 4.4
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