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... on his cigarette, exhaling slowly as Stranglehold secured his helmet.
He flicked the cigarette butt, watching its faint ember arc into a lava pool at the mountain’s base, vanishing in a wisp of smoke.
Whether the enemies understood or not, they surged forward, weapons drawn.
The demon grunts were towering, three-meter muscle masses, but the real threat wasn’t them. The smaller, more agile Maidens of Destruction, with their battle formations and experience, demanded cautio ...
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