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I think this is not in my hands

Wilson's hands hovered over the curse mark that marred Max's neck, his brow furrowed in concentration. Despite his best efforts, the curse mark remained stubbornly in place, refusing to yield to his magical abilities. Max, panting and exhausted from the ordeal, could do little but endure.

"Max, sor...

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