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... ariot appeared her eyes widened.

"No way" thought the woman as she quickly pushed herself off the chair and jumped away, wishing to dodge the chariots while also putting distance between her and Blake but just as her feet touched the bright brown sand on the ground and moved to push her further away from Blake, everything froze.

From the chariots which had just crashed into her last position and began exploding to the grains of sand and flames that were rising into the air, every ...

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