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... gazing at the sky as it let out a furious roar.
Yet under that deafening roar, the Yade Sacred Tree did not cower.
Around its heart, vines began to writhe and rise slowly.
The thorns on those vines spun relentlessly, reaching such a high speed that they formed afterimages, spinning wildly.
Like dozens of sharp, flexible drills, they surged toward Guledon’s eyes, blotting out the sky.
The gaping maws on the vines aimed to bite deeply into Guledon’s body. < ...
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