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... hate most in this world are unfaithful assholes and those who point at me with a gun!"
Dave stomped his foot forward and crashed into the undead in [Stampede]. The blue-coated undead fell to the ground, his flint a few feet away from his hand, he scrambled to the gun, but Dave struck down with his bastard sword on the undead's arm cutting it off.
"You're weak," Dave muttered, the undead was only level 200, and Dave's slash had already taken more than 30% of his HP.
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