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... thick body, preparing to strike.
At the moment, the air felt heavy and time seemed to pause, the ground trembling beneath the weight of the two Grade Four beasts.
Aquila flapped its majestic wings, rising slightly above the ground, its sharp golden eyes glaring down at its opponent. The griffin was calm—confident. It wasn’t afraid.
The serpent struck first.
Like a whip, its long body lashed out, its fangs aiming for Aquila’s throat with terrifying speed.
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