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... burning firewood crackled, and the orange flames danced with the cold wind.
Thor rubbed his slightly aching back of the head and stood up from the ground.
Seeing the culprit leisurely warming himself by the fire, he couldn’t help but burst into anger, accusing with a sullen face:
"You disloyal traitor! To think I trusted you so much, yet you sneak attacked me from behind!"
"Other than the hit on your head, did you sustain any other injuries?"
Upon hearing ...
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