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... nged directly at Tuck’s face, abandoning any previous intent to think.
This old fellow was craftier than Tuck had imagined.
The combat shield, carrying some kind of power from the attribute [Shield Strike], headed straight toward him, promising severe discomfort upon contact with Tuck.
"Boy, die!"
The roar of Origin Energy was mixed with the power of the attribute [Deterrence].
It was not only a sneak attack but also a double-pronged strike.
With a ...
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