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... to fall asleep; if you do, you might never wake up again.
He carried her forward, the scorching wind blowing against them like it came from the deepest depths of Hell.
Finally, they reached the mountain summit, and lightning illuminated the apocalyptic scene.
The volcano crater had been frozen, and from beneath the thick ice came a wave of destructive spirituality. It was the Strategy Group’s members battling the massive flesh body of the Ancient Ancestor.
And th ...
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