Chapter 58: War of the Chosen

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The flux of mana overloaded on his right mechanical arm imbuing it with the very essence that makes up the earth itself–forming a thick form of solid-rock on top of his sturdy alloys. Before the darting projectile knife could hit Lilith while she's running along, Arion bolstered up both of his legs before dashing fast enough to block Yuna's blind assault. The knife ricocheted on the wall and he turned around. "Are you okay?" Arion's sweating non-stop, covering her under his embrace in open-wide arms. "I-I'm fine... why would Yuna attack us?" She held her bright-glowing staff and invoked an illuminating torch lighting up the very chamber where they remained, casting away all of the shadows to prevent the Shadow Weaver from using darkness at her will. The situation got out of hand the mo

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