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... were no landmarks. No terrain changes. Nothing to mark distance or direction. Even with his perception, the only thing he could confirm was that he wasn’t walking in circles.
How long had it been since he arrived here? Hard to say.
Hueco Mundo had no day or night. The same pale moon hung overhead without moving, casting cold light over the sand.
Another Hollow lunged from beneath the dunes.
Tōma cut it down casually, his blade slicing through its mask. The creatu ...
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