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... ething, grasping a nearby table, crushing the portion he gripped upon before throwing the entire thing straight at the elite, then a chair, then closet, everything and nothing that was within reach.
'Impressive strength, he doesn't seem to be using a battle art either…' in that department, the flaming swordsman was no slouch either, swinging his blade and rendering the furniture to splinters, one punch from his free hand enough to completely nullify the heavy closet.
He made smal ...
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