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... leeds red, dyeing the horizon a golden red, weaving a magnificent tapestry with the horizon.
The grass sways gently in the breeze, like ocean waves, with a few gazelles occasionally leaping by, leaving behind a series of light footprints.
On this vibrant land, a figure is crossing the field at an astonishing speed.
It was Stuka.
A well-built black warrior, he held a smoothly polished spear that reflected dazzling light under the golden rays.
Stuka’s skin w ...
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