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❝𝓦hen you've been on the front line for a while, you start to get an overwhelming urge to return to the guardian's residence and rest. But then as soon as you're lying in bed, all your worries about the front line come to the fore...❞
Independent Portrayal.
ᴷ𝑨͟𝑺͟𝑳͟𝑨͟𝑵͟𝑨﹖ retweeted
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His fists slammed into his opponent’s body in rapid succession—— one to the stomach, another to the jaw, and a final crushing blow aimed at the sternum.
He didn't stop. His strikes were a relentless storm, each one faster, heavier, more precise than the last.
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His breathing was steady, his focus razor-sharp as his body moved on pure instinct, weaving between counterattacks and pressing the assault.
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A second punch followed, this time aimed at his gut. Kai didn’t let up. He twisted, pivoting on his heel, and delivered a brutal knee to Dairou’s face.
The crowd of converted followers was forced to watch their so—called indomitable leader take hit after hit.
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For a moment, the air crackled with the tension of the strike, the energy still dispersing as silence settled over the battlefield.
But Kai wasn’t done.
Before Dairou could recover, Kai closed the distance again, his body a blur of motion.
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Then, with all the power behind his momentum, he launched a devastating punch straight for Dairou’s ribs, aiming to shatter his arrogance as much as his bones.
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The debris shifted. A low rumble echoed as fractured stone and metal tumbled aside, revealing a silhouette rising from the wreckage. Slowly, but with undeniable strength, Kai pushed himself up, dust and blood streaking his face.
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Replying to @AeonOfAnarchy
+ The masses of converted people all cheered out and chanted "Dairou! Dairou! Dairou!"
He took in the cheers and immediately refocused on the duel at hand.
"Get up boy. I know you're not dead under all that rubble and debris."



















