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... llowed into the surroundings, all demons now focusing on him alone.
He could feel the sheer might of each demon, only slightly below his own, as his left hand began to distort, using his nails as claws to rend their faces, tear out their eyes and devour them like a secret snack to recover his stamina, blood and dirty goo oozing from his lips, like a succulent delicacy, reminiscent of snails in his world.
'Damn it!'
Another died.
He lost another Gula, her body torn ...
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