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Chapter 165

Chapter 165

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"Thud." Tachanka looked somewhat puzzled at the object embedded deep into the wood. Sharp at the tip, cold in the middle... An arrow. Who on earth would use arrows like this? "Thud, thud, thud, thud..." *Russian curse word*! What is going on?!"

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