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"How the hell did he block my power?!"

Edmund’s bulging eyes seemed to scream as he stared at the weapon glowing with black and gold light.

To begin with, what kind of axe was that?

"I see you liked my little toy," said the reddish-furred lycan, standing to his full height, catching the Sorcerer King's attention.

"It’s a gift from my grandma. I’m her favorite grandson," Fenrir said, touching the blade almost fondly.

Edmund wanted to scream that he didn’t give a damn about that informat