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The enemy laughed at the man standing before them. Why didn't he run away? Was it insanity, or knowing he didn't stand a chance at escaping anyway? Fearless he stood before them. Calmly, observing, almost feeling pity for his foes. They were all but shadows about to be perished by the presence of his eternal darkness. If only they knew the powers he possessed. The enemy charged, he smiled. Seconds later, he was the only one left standing. Now, they knew, he was the Chosen One. and they laughed no more...
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