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The middle-aged man in the green robe, Orlando, was so furious that he trembled with rage. Words couldn't capture the depth of his resentment. As he spoke, he charged toward Sam Moreels, clearly aiming to attack him directly.

"Dakki, be ready with your Charisma Control skill at any moment!"

"Never... Never let anything happen!"

"Damn..