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... perpetually soaked by a drizzling rain, with the air so damp it felt like being submerged in the abyss. Shiller stood at the hotel room’s window, looking down as the torchlights grew brighter. Squad after squad of sect members whooshed through the streets, their shouts of killing growing louder and more urgent.
Shiller simply stood at the window, quietly observing. As he took in the scenery, Batman was watching him. At this moment, Shiller exuded an obvious aura of violence—silent, cold, ...
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