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... ne move. He didn’t go chasing after Butcher. He had ample confidence is this attack of his.
Butcher slowly left the support of the large tree. The dent his back left on the tree was especially conspicuous. He gently shook his two arms, which felt as if they had been stabbed by a thousand needles. The power of the Raging Berserker Tide was like a cloud of locusts. It rushed into his skin and entered his muscles, where it bashed around violently. The power swallowed all the way up to his ...
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