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... ng ghosts zipped through the air, moaning with the voices of those long dead. Their faces twisted in pain, their mouths frozen open in endless cries.
"Sun, you go after the spectrals! Vulture, take the sword!" Claude barked, voice sharp like a blade.
"I'll hold Osias down until that damned giant can't even twitch!"
He'd had enough of restraint and gentleness. Now was the time to crush.
"Use all your power! Don't hold back—even if you have to kill him!"
Sun ...
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