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... lowing wind filled a white corridor.
The writing on the wall said BF2. The person producing the rushing footsteps wore black and dragged the color red behind him.
His weapons were a steel spear in his right hand and the destructive power of motionlessness in the gaze of his left eye.
Everyone who got in the way of his swift pace was either knocked to the ground or broken and blown away.
His left arm did not move thanks to the large split in his left shoulder.
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