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Chapter 149: Entering the Dungeon - Everdeep Bastion
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... 't alone.
One by one, the summoned elite knelt again.
Dusk Reaver lowered his greatsword, planting its tip against the ground and bowing his armored helm.
Fenrir, now calmed, approached and rested one massive paw beside me, lowering his head with measured reverence. Even as a Sovereign-Class Warhound, his posture remained deferential.
And the six Abyssal Orcs slammed their weapons into the ground in unison, a ritu ...
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