"Anya! Anya! No matter how hard he cried out, it was too late, and the broken stones poured down from Cesare's face like a torrential rain.

It was as if a figure flashed in front of me, but then only a mountain of collapsed ruins was left to cut off the red carpet that originally meant happiness.

The screams of some of the guests died away, and the stones slammed into Cesare's back, instantly peeling the boy's back through the fabric.

Cesare fell to his knees with no more than the pain of the mycelium, and the sand and gravel lifted in the air blindfolded him, and the feeling was bad enough to make him faint,......

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