Ice is everywhere and the road is getting narrower.
Calla frowned, "I practice magic and am not good at getting close to the body. If the internal space is narrow..."
Brixton touched her hair and said, "I used my demonic energy to explore it, and it was very empty when I looked inside."
Calla rubbed her force twice and nodded. As his head moved up and down, his soft hair once again slid in Brixton's palm.
After getting closer, there was a vague smell of blood, and Brixton calmly took half a step in front of Calla.
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