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... the youth kneeling on the ground.
He flicked the blood off the snowy-white long ruler and asked with indifference,
"Name?"
"Thief... I,"
Bang!
The long ruler, emitting a pale white sheen, pressed down on his arm.
In an instant, the youth’s arm exploded.
Piercing howls of agony resounded non-stop.
"Name?"
The indifferent voice came again, like a low chant from hell to the youth’s ears.
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