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... uildings along the street.

Slimes, thousands of them, had flooded the streets and apprehended everyone who resisted. In the center of the calamity spanning several blocks was a short, quirky-looking woman with shoulder-length black hair and a silver armor.

Ellen Culpepper had unleashed the unholy wave of infamous trash mobs she had reared in the depths of Minas Mar. Slimes had conquered part of the Pythian Village, catching and killing enemies with unprecedented might.

However, ...

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