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The air around them crackled with tension, thick and suffocating.
The moonscorched sniper's grotesque form loomed ominously, the tank on its head pulsing with crimson energy, its cannon-arm whirring ominously.
Stark knew the sniper wasn't a normal opponent; its attacks were deadly, precise, and overwhelming.
But this time, he had a plan.
"Sora," Stark said, his voice steady despite the adrenaline pumping through his veins. "Hold him off for a few seconds. ...
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