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In the dark sky, a figure was constantly shifting position under the siege of dozens of harpies.
With twin blades in hand, fluttering up and down, from time to time harpies would be slashed apart and fall from the sky.
The illusion of void fire and the golden flames of Holy Light Fire burned alternately, easily reducing these harpies to ashes.
Regrettably, even so, the harpies fought to the death, unyielding, occasionally emitting shrill ...
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