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... ne fist remained proudly suspended in the air like a trophy, Dila let out a proud smirk.
But then—
"Ack—!"
Her expression twisted suddenly.
Her knees buckled.
She grabbed at her left side—right where Evos’s axe had crashed into her earlier. Her fingertips came away wet and red.
"Owww—! Oww oww oww—! Why does it hurt now?!"
She winced, her voice squeaky from pain, one eye twitching.
She looked down.
Her clothes—auto-repaired ...
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