Lumian wasn't surprised that his wrist was in the grip of his wet hands.

He even chuckled:

"Well done, only my wrists were dirty, and my whole hand was not polluted."

As he spoke, he pulled back hard, feeling the heaviness on the other side.

Lumien's muscles bulged, and his body seemed to grow a little bigger.

Finally, he saw the bloody figure in the jacket being pulled out of the mirror of nothingness by himself

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