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... ut just seconds later, she backs away without any hesitation, following which a twister of miasma appears where she was just standing.
Miasma? On the frontlines?
Her gaze quickly locks onto the source of the miasma, which she quickly finds to be someone who shouldnt be here.
A man with stark white hair just like her own and pitch black orbs as eyes lacking any sort of color or even white, with pitch black claws extending from his fingers as sharp as talons, and pale white ...
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