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Sreeeeeltchh!
The Mossling unleashed a feral, ear-splitting shriek, thrashing violently as it launched relentless waves of frenzied strikes at Xylen like a creature completely driven to insanity.
But unfortunately for it, however, its struggle had become meaningless.
Why?
Xylen was no longer the fragile weakling it had nearly crushed to death a moment ago from its mere ambush.
Instead, it was as though he had now been reborn — or even more, possessed by an unstoppable force.
He easily danced through the Mossling's savage onslaught with supernatural precision, retaliating with brutal counterattacks that continued tearing through the monster's bark-like flesh as if searing flames through dry leaves.
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