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Joseph didn't want to pick up that unpleasant sword that had fallen from the master's hands. It seemed that even a single touch of the sword would drain part of the owner's essence. Joseph wasn't sure if he could handle the sword's length. And would the sword even want to go against the descendant of its owner?
All these thoughts flashed through Joseph's mind in the second he stood there, stunned by the master's brutal murder. In the next moment, Joseph was already trying to push back the second dragon with his shield to free up space for the others to fight against Vaironis.