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... away like a monkey, while "Shovel Knight", one of the middle-aged duo who had enthusiastically fired from the second floor, glanced back. His soul nearly left his body as his eyes widened and he screamed:
"Rat...Rat...Ratling!"
But it was already too late.
Under the direction of the female hunter, Natalie, the volley of crossbow arrows, swift as a storm, swept across the high ground, effortlessly piercing the walls and turning the three young players, who were defending ...
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