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... traw powder flew. A gust of wind blew around with the sound of a wave.
But as time passed, and the wind subsided, the scarecrow didn't even get any scratches.
They reached the stage of spouting the sword, but they were not yet gathered at the end of the sword and scattered every time.
Eclise lowered the sword that had been pushed in with an expressionless face. Disappointment flashed through his dull gray eyes.
-You've got a lot of thoughts these days.
-There are so ...
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