Chapter 1182: What''s Going On Here


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    Archer twisted the lock, ensuring no one could bother him, before copsing into a chair by the firece. He released a small burst of dragon breath, igniting the hearth. Warmth filled the room, but it did little to soothe the cold ache in his chest.


    ''I''ll never fall for a woman''s sly games again,'' he thought as his rage burned.


    Once settled, he leaned back in the chair, his breathing shallow and uneven. The flickering firelight danced across his body, illuminating the hideous injuries. His eyes drifted down, catching sight of the open cuts that oozed sickly, yellowish pus.


    The wounds refused to heal, which made everything worse. Gritting his teeth, he scanned the damage, deep shes carved across most parts of his body, stab wounds that pierced into muscle, and raw, jagged skin torn open.


    It was then he noticed the full extent of her cruelty: thest two fingers of his left hand were gone, and part of his right arm was yed. The gruesome sight made him cringe, his stomach twisting with a mix of pain and regret.


    ''She did a number on me,'' he thought bitterly as his tongue started to hurt. ''But what cuts the deepest is knowing I let lust lead me straight into her trap.''


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