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- “All right, Lord Ainz. I’ll take him. Uh, so I have to make sure he understands that I’m his superior.”
- Before he could even wonder what was going to happen to him, thousands of icy blades pierced his body.
- I died. I definitely died. The fear that assailed Hejinmaar was so intense that his primal instincts told him he had been killed, the terror piercing his body as though it was an invisible blade.
- For a moment, his consciousness faded. Through the haze, he distinctly felt his heart stop beating.
- “Wagh!”
- The dark chills enveloping his body dispersed with a flutter.
- His heart muscles hesitantly resumed their motions. His limbs shuddered, and his lungs frantically worked to take in oxygen.
- He had read about this in a book. It had to be what some called “bloodlust.” In other words, this dark elf, Aura, who was going to be his mistress, had a murderous presence so overwhelming, it nearly frightened a frost dragon to death.
- ***
- Volume 11, Chapter 5.3
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