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... own his face. Upon hearing this, Hayne’s heart lurched, his body seizing with panic.
His gaze shot to Seiya, who had been blasted across the room by the elite with vitiligo. A swirling vortex of wind spiraled from the elite’s palm, the same wind that had hurled Seiya away. The wind twisted, pressing against Seiya’s chest and pinning him harshly against the lab equipment. Had Seiya’s body been that of an ordinary person, the gale would have surely caved in his chest, but being Seiya, a be ...
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