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... small building, where the white wall plaster had somewhat peeled away, revealing uneven patches of black. There was plenty of withered grass at the corners of the wall, underneath which was grey, hardened, frosty soil.
Crunch.
Black boots crushed the clumps of soil beneath them.
Casio stood in front of a pale wooden door.
He reached out and knocked softly.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
"Who’s there?"
A familiar voice from inside, it was Black Blade. < ...
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