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... as, doing just that. This place was not for the weak. It was not for the strong either. It was for those that survived. It was one thing to understand it; it was another to live in it. After a whole day of constant attacks, rest was necessary.
All he did was kill, kill, kill. His hands were bathed in black, red, and yellow blood. Demons and humans and species of insects and animals he did not understand.
Dasha flourished in this environment. There were no rules. He saw a shadow, ...
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