Chapter 189: , actual combat
After he could not vomit, Makaric's knees went weak and fainted.
Moza's thoughts moved, and a stream of yellow sand turned into a soft hotbed to lift up Makarich, who had vomited to the point of fainting.
Mosa looked at Makaric's pale face and muttered to himself:
"It's really the same as when I was..."
The same fainting, the same words, the same... full of trust in someone.
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