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... It may be inconvenient but this way, more people will be able to spectate.”
Under the directions of Lemon, the saintess of the Grass Porridge Cult, the crowd sat down on the ground.
Users sitting on the ground were wearing armor of different shapes and colors, reminiscent of a grain field.
“We can’t see anything back here.”
“Sigh… I can’t see the fight between Weed and Bard Ray? No way!”
Enormous sculptural creatures that were brought to life in the Garnav ...
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