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... made Zhao tense. His feathers, stained with purple blood, gleamed faintly while he prepared for another confrontation.

The figure that emerged from the shadows was a bone-white aberration, but purple veins pulsed beneath its surface like sickly rivers of corruption, each beat sending ripples across its unnatural flesh.

"Impressed, Hunter?" the words resonated in a distorted manner from the creature, its tentacles undulating as if they had lives of their own while the moonlight re ...

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“Hey, kid! Hand over the pouch or-”

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Sorry, where was I? Ah... there's a spot of blood on my suit. What a lousy morning.

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