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... our words."
A chuckle, deep and self-deprecating, leaks out of Kalakuta’s lips.
He coughs lightly as he slowly lifts himself from his miserable state. His hair is disheveled, and his enormous body appears completely worn out.
Lacking an arm and a foot, he no longer appears to be the perfect, invincible specimen.
There is a certain ugliness radiating from him now.
However, nothing about Kalakuta has changed in my eyes.
He remains the same.
I ...
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