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... orming a pool of blood underneath him. As he gasped for breath, his life waned with each passing moment.
Compared to him, Blake who was bathed in the blood of his enemy that formed a crimson mist that swirled around him like a shroud of death, looked extremely fornlorn and solitary.
And although his body was equally battered and bruised, his armour rent asunder by Marshall Cavalier's powerful attacks he stood standing with laboured breaths. His figure which stood straight as a sw ...
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