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... hite haired guy, stepped into the arena silently, bow already in hand, a quiver of arrows strapped tight to his back. His dark cloak fluttered gently with each step, his expression unreadable—focused.
Across from him stood a tall girl with a wild glint in her amber eyes. Her figure was lean but toned, battle-hardened with a dangerous allure. Her long, wine-red hair was tied into a high ponytail, whipping behind her as she slowly unsheathed her longsword. A cracked, manic smile stretched ...
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