Chapter 37: The Same
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The wrap he had used to brace his wrists and fists, made of his own shirt, burnt to ash the moment the Scorned Wraps touched them. He couldn’t even register the pain as the Cursed Treasure tightly wound itself around his fists, wrists and a portion of his forearm.
Sylas was silent all the while. He had no idea what he had just gotten himself into, but he was smart enough to know that it was unavoidable at this point.
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