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... s, the smell of blood grew stronger.

Tess, her tension rising, was about to tell Shirone to slow down when suddenly the cave shook, and blunt pillars shot out from the walls. Their speed and size were enough to crush a human.

Shirone's group reflexively stepped back.

From a distance, it looked even more bizarre. Dozens of pillars had shot out from the cave walls, crisscrossing each other.

Shirone shouted, "Is everyone okay? Is anyone hurt?"

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