Leslie felt an unsettling atmosphere upon entering the clinic and surveying the lobby.
"Demonslay Formation, activate!" a voice suddenly thundered from the second floor.
Denvor burst out of a room, leaped from the railing with one foot, and thrust his palms forward.
Four purple talismans shot toward Leslie. As they neared Leslie, they emitted a faint purple glow, and Daoism power burst forth.
Leslie's expression changed as she saw this. She turned and tried to flee.
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