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... his regret often has those of similar aspirations weep tears of grief….” (TN: Part of Du Fu’s poem called ‘The Chancellor/Prime Minister/Premier of Shu’, or simply ‘Shu Xiang’, referencing Zhuge Liang’s Northern Expeditions which ended in failure despite noble intentions.)


BB East sighed as he continued to lie on the ground.



“Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!”


After Carulla defeated BB East, she did not stop her hand. Her full moon scepter shot out four divine lights ...

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He stalked towards her, chin low so the shadow cast by his hard jaw cut across the thick fur collar of his vest. His hair had fallen over his eyes in the scuffle, so he peered at her through it like a lion in the grass. With each step, his graceful, rolling gait reminded her of a predator stalking its prey. Despite the forest floor littered in twigs and leaves, he didn’t make a sound.

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