Behind me, sparks flew. Matcha was being forced backwards by a swordsman. She resolutely held her shield there, and looked at me with her beautiful big eyes. Lovingly, she glanced at the [Zhan Long] badge on her shoulder then looked over at Fang Ge Que, “I’ll cover for Boss, [Zhan Long] will never lose to you!”
Fang Ge Que’s gaze turned cold, “Kill!”
Swallowed up in flames and ice, Matcha’s dainty little body weakly fell to the ground.
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My heart broke as I watched her death. Against a goliath like [Legend], was there really such a thing as miracles?