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... Palace and the Ghost Palace were still glowing faintly.
The Bone Clan warriors came in a steady stream, their bone blades slicing at the protective barrier. The sound of the blades scraping against it was painful to hear.
Sean and Claude stood in the center of the hall, their faces full of worry.
"How much longer can we hold?" Claude asked, his voice hoarse.
"Three more hits at most." Sean said, taking a quick drag of his cigarette.
He was already exhauste ...
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