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... ir roars shook the ground, and the air was filled with the sound of snapping jaws and tearing winds. But no matter how hard they fought, the lion beast was still in control.

Huno lunged forward, his fangs aimed for the lion beast's neck, but the lion beast swiftly dodged, twisting its massive body. With a powerful swipe of its claws, it sent Huno skidding back, his claws digging into the ground to stop himself.

Nymira moved next, her fiery tail whipping toward the lion beast, but ...

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