I'M NOT A BABY ANYMORE!
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And now, their battle is about to start. We all watched in the corner as we cheered for our gutty hobo friend. Good thing I still have this fresh apple in my pocket. I can have a snack while watching this magnificent battle.
The eastern wind blew. Heushac's tattered black cloak swayed, together with the white ribbon tied on his wrist. His gaze is focused only on his sister; his opponent. He drew his rusty buster sword, preparing for a centered swordsman stance.