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... de his guard.
I'm stupid. Making careless mistakes at this stage of Purgatory...it's like I'm trying to die or something. I can't slip up anymore, I can't afford to, he thought.
The steps were so light it was impossible to listen to unless he focused all of his attention on the minuscule sounds they produced, only audible by the nature of the verdant-ridden field.
Whispering as low as he could, he chanted, "Araphel: Particle Shade."
Through the blades of lengthy g ...
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