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The Merinster
Marlon sighed and stopped digging the diamonds that he had been doing for a while now but the progress was slower than usual because of his hand that had certainly been giving him all the pain whenever he would just try to dig the katana around the diamonds. He dusted off his red top and sat on the ground as he huffed and stared at his wounded hand that was now patched up and cleaned. His wounded hand couldn’t even hold a knife nor couldn’t move even the smallest finger. He couldn't feel it, it was completely numb, but whenever he would force it, he would be rolling on the ground because of how painful it caused him, so he rather just have it stagnant instead of pushing it to its limit that might end up having it completely devastated until he lost his hand. But he was sure that he would
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