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... Black Mist squad to actually see their master in this state.

As for their peerless master, Ru was busy trying to digest the fact that she was supposed to fight this war with a... gun! Oh, her hatred for this metallic thingy was incomparable!

The Black Mist squad after playing a round of rock paper scissors finally decided their candidate who would dare to go up to their master and even shake her a bit to brief her about the details of the on-going events.

And the candidat ...

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