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... earing silver steel helmets, darted through the forest, their figures intertwined as they sprinted swiftly.
The woman in a snow skirt at the center of the group moved like a white specter, her form flickering forward intermittently.
Strangely, inside the woman’s eye sockets were not pupils but layers of dark purple spirals.
As the woman moved, countless fragments of light fluttered in the Dark Forest, following her form like streams of data rushing into her eye sockets. < ...
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