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... uring Bird sucked in a vast amount of white fog. The fog roiled violently, forming countless distorted shapes as it was dragged toward the creature’s open beak. Many of the fog-born creatures were caught in the suction, their bodies unraveling as they were pulled in and devoured. Yet even as they vanished, more continued to form endlessly, emerging from the mist as though the fog itself was alive.
Seeing this, the purple phantom beside Grey finally moved.
Its long, indistinct arm ...
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