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... s, attacking villages in their path. Others had feigned death only to suddenly flee, while the Kaiju that had fallen near coastlines washed up on shores. Eventually the chaos subsided.

After a suffocating 24-hour period, reports of Kaiju-related damage finally ceased. While this was undoubtedly good news for humanity…

ㄴwtf were the hunters doing?

ㄴThey collect taxes but can’t even prevent this?

ㄴDraft hunters at the national level! If something like this happens a ...

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