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... uly are the worst batch of little players I’ve ever led!
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Lead Dove played with the hand crossbow in his hand as he spoke.
The contraption he held was worn yet exquisite in texture and incredibly well-modelled.
It was heavy and felt solid in his hand, a far cry from the dazzling cheap goods with only textures that could be seen in other games.
The arrow placed in the bow cast a chilling glow under the moonlight, looking like a finely made killing weapon ...
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