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The moon shone high in the dark night sky, along with the gray clouds that drifted across the darkness. The rain poured quick and hard, leaving no trace of dryness. I was soaked to the bone, but I kept running. I panted for breath, more like wheezes. How long have I been running? That question was unknown at the moment. All that was on my mind was; Euron, and to remember to breath and run. I stepped onto a puddle, soaking my pants even further. How much longer? I darted in between trees, branches, and apparently a couple fire balls heading my way. The fire cinched the top of my head as I tried to duck underneath it. A root suddenly appeared in front of my feet, tripping them. I fell face-flat on the wet, dirty grass with a thud. I stumbled back up onto my feet somehow. I began running again. I leapt off a small hill that I came across, and ended up in village ruins. Buildings everywhere still stood, but obviously blown up by someone, or something.

Suddenly, I felt a strong presence right behind me. I jumped up in the air, dodging a punch that smashed through the ground, creating dirt and water to fly up. I landed five feet away from my opponent.

“Oh? Have you possibly gotten stronger over the past few years?

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