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... r, battling against Dusvim’s conjured quicksand pit.
“Tch,” Dusvim clicked his tongue with a darkened expression. “That small bit of flame, and you think you’ll overpower me? Not a chance in hell!”
Dusvim raised his hand and clenched his fist. A powerful emission of sand broke through the thin, smooth outer layer before taking on the form of a serpent’s head as Dusvim made a strange hand seal.
“Sand Fall: Serpent’s Maw!”
This was an attack that no one wanted to de ...
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