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... came an enraged roar. Yet amidst the sound, Ange could feel a trace of despair and melancholy. For a powerful consciousness to express its fury solely through a roar, its plight must indeed be a miserable one.
Ange’s mind drifted to a vision: He stood on a small hill, below stretched fields and crops engulfed in flames. Tiny sparks, carried by the rising heat, floated into the sky, blotting out the sun...
Instinctively, Ange felt anger bubbling within him. But he quickly snapped ...
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