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to cry. What kind of thought process does this guy haveThough my brother wasn't truly reckless, he pulled me towards the window, smashing open both panes and jumping out. He immediately reached for me...ade cut the rope binding my hands. I plummeted downwards, letting out a cry of alarm—in this falling position, I couldn't protect my stomach!The Sorcerer King sneered and extended an arm. The old man'...