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... hot back dozens of meters like a puppet with its strings cut, smashing heavily against the ancient city’s mottled stone wall.
The crack of bone mingled with a burst of dust. She collapsed, trembling, in a pile of rubble. Her bloodstained fingertips dug into the cracks between the stones, but she no longer had the strength to push herself up.
The light in her ghostly blue pupils began to fade.
’I can’t beat him...’
’I can’t beat him at all...’
’Even with Sn ...
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