I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God
Chapter 165
Why were the dolls that were supposed to be wandering outside suddenly charging like crazy toward this building?
I didn’t have time to think about it.
I locked eyes with the adult doll at the head of the group. It let out a monstrous screech as it picked up speed and slammed through the window with a full-body tackle.
Crash!
Damn, weren’t the windows supposed to be unbreakable?
Maybe I should just assume the opposite of everything Arin said...
The doll that had broken in glared at me.
It looked like a teddy bear, but there wasn’t a shred of cuddliness about it.
Thick drool dripped from its jagged teeth, and its blood-red eyes glinted with malice.
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