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I had lopped off the head of Cleo—or rather, Graham—with a single flash, but even as it fell to the floor, it wore a faint, eerie smile.

However, it reacted to my words, its expression turning serious.

“…Huh? What did you say? I might have misheard you, so could you say that again?”

His tone was polite, but a hideous aura emanated from Cleo's body and head.

It was a dark, sludgy something, clinging like years of neglected filth...

Tia, who was waiting behind me, tried to step forward with her weapon drawn, but her legs were frozen in place.

“Lord Liam, please step back. He… something is wrong with him.”

Klaus stepped in front of me with his longsword drawn, intending to act as my shield.

“He has become something that can no longer be called human. Please, get back!”

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