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Beneath the brooding dark clouds, two red afterimages sliced through the sky in opposite directions, leaving trails like crimson streaks on a canvas of black.

Pukniath sensed an overwhelmingly terrifying force engulf him, causing the spikes along his back to stand erect in alarm.

A life-and-death crisis loomed!

He had an intense premonition that if the blood-red afterimage were to pierce him