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... a flood could've possibly ensued.

Had Finn been a normal human still, there was no doubt running in this storm like this would've been difficult for him. But with the mysterious yet incredible physical enhancements of the Ghost blood in his body, this wasn't much of a challenge at all.

"Fanatic!" Archon yelled through his earpiece as he continued running through the tight alleyways of these slums. "Octane, Reaper, and Storm have went on ahead, and they aren't responding to my comms. ...

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Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

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