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... ’s right.
With the appearance of those things, defeat was predetermined.
I realized I was unconsciously gritting my teeth. I was clenching my fist so hard that the veins in my forearm were bulging.
I was angry.
I should have noticed earlier what was in the enemy’s defensive formation.
No, even if I hadn’t noticed, I should have rammed into it at the risk of danger before things got this far.
If they were maintaining their guard so strictly, somethi ...
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