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CHAPTER 84: DESPERATION.
Boom!! The hermit didn’t relent, as he ended the combo with a horizontal slash with both his swords. Emily barely blocked the blow with her swords as she lost her footing, staggering and falling back.
With added force from her opponent, she was slammed down on the floor as strength finally faded away from her body. She felt weak all over and was now dizzy.
“Is this it? Am I dying here?” She couldn’t help but ask herself inwardly, as tears rolled down her eyes.
She never wanted to be a gladiator, but this was not a choice that she could make. This is how this age is. She could not help but feel boundless hatred as her thoughts continued unrestrainedly.
“Mom, Dad, why did you give birth to me in this era?”
The strong survive and make use of the weak as chess pieces and sources of entertainment. She knew that at this age, the one with the biggest fist speaks, but she was still indignant.
Why was she born in this age of cruelty? Why did sh
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