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... ground. The ground trembled slightly, but not due to her action; it was the aftershock from the battle raging in the hundred-kilometer-wide basin behind her.
Her own insignificant punch, besides leaving a negligible fist print on the desolate plain, changed nothing.
As an assassin who needed to maintain extreme emotional detachment, she rarely let her feelings show, especially negative emotions that most affected combat effectiveness.
But at this moment, she truly felt a ...
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