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... houghts scattering like sparks. For an agonizing moment, he couldn't process his situation, couldn't even think about the enemy closing in.
Blood, smelling strangely metallic, trickled from his eyes and nose. His pale skin darkened ominously.
"Ha!"
Lumian spat a blast of pale-yellow light, hitting the suspected Hisoka from barely two meters away.
Twanaku's eyes slammed shut, and he collapsed. Before he hit the ground, Lumian's Symphony of Hatred, a black bone flut ...
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