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... , spears in hand, and charged as one towards the Supreme. They came from each direction, their numbers absurd, at least two-hundred of the bastards at a glance. So Esmerelda had decided to send in some small fry, huh?
"Get this weak shit off me!" the Supreme growled, reaching for the emerald wings on his back and tearing them away.
That, at least, stopped him from being sent flying back any further. The wings burst into individual feathers, zooming off into the crowd. Esmerelda h ...
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