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Chapter 3: The Fist of Justice Descends, Pummels the Eight-Tails Gyūki!
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... felt like it could drip. The frenzied lightning, the angry beast’s roar, and... a man’s wild, unrestrained laughter all intertwined, forming a bizarre overture to war.
The Lightning Release Armour on the Third Raikage crackled, each dancing arc of electricity containing destructive power. He stared intently at Garp, his sharp eyes filled with a mix of vigilance and fighting spirit.
"You..."
His voice was low and hoarse, like two rocks grinding together.
"Just who ...
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