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... mselves from his wings and rained down on the enemy without hesitation. The horde of Losts scrambled away in hopes of dodging the attacks but surprisingly the golden feathers chased after them. Just like that, Alex watch in horror as numerous Losts were murdered in a gruesome manner.

While he didn’t mind killing a Lost, his problem lay in the fact that these Losts are kids who were forced to wield beast gears they weren’t prepared for. Any other person would have screamed a spoken agains ...

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