Sandblade Wilder

[네임]

The air is rough.

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There is no moisture.

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The floor is not even a stone.

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It's not even water.

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a cracking sound.

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The square.

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The square.

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The dryer speaks low.

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“…There is no water."

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At that moment.

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The sand bounces up.

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sand-leaping insect

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Jump.

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Small sand explosion upon landing.

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The view becomes blurred.

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And.

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The floor is moving.

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There are brownstone-like lumps coming.

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a group of dry ants

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a gap in one's armor.

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between equipment.

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He's digging inside.

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Anger draws out the power of water.

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a water blade.

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A sharp stream of water is spreading

Sweep out ant colonies.

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but.

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Beside.

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Sneak

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The sand splits.

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Desert needle spider

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Stab it.

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It disappears again.

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At that moment.

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The sky is getting dark.

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a dust bat

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a colony of sand dust.

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The view is completely obscured.

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a frosty wind.

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The cold air is spreading

Freeze the sand in the air.

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but.

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Vibration.

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from a distance.

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The sand splits.

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a variety of shapes.

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a sand wolf

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Rushing at the same time in a latent state.

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From the back.

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Hafis or

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a persistent pursuit.

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And.

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The ground rises.

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Out of the sand

a straight dash.

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Gail stream.

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He turns to shock.

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but.

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The front.

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a huge shadow.

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desert bison variant

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a stony body.

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It doesn't stop.

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a collision.

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The anger bounces off.

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My shoulders are split.

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Blood is flowing.

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Dried says.

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"The water doesn't work."

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At that moment.

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The sand is moving again.

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a sticky flow.

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sand slime

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Like dried mucus

It sticks to the body.

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Anger grits one's teeth.

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a water blade.

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a frosty wind.

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Wind.

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Keep attacking.

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It's right.

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I'm getting cut.

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It's shaking as if it's going to collapse.

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but.

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It doesn't stop.

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And speak low.

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"We're... I don't run away."

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The dryer looks around.

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a swamp.

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Desert.

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Stone.

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corruption.

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dryness.

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All the environments are moving separately.

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He murmurs.

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"It's not that the balance has collapsed."

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"The world... It's falling apart."