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... oss the concrete in writhing tendrils.
The air thickened, the weight of it pressing down on Jin's chest like he was being buried alive.
His breathing faltered.
His vision swam.
But he didn't lower the staff.
He just stared ahead, sweat dripping down his face, as the Qī Shā twisted and reformed in front of him.
Its torso stretched, flesh splitting apart with a wet tearing sound, and the Face of Violence crumbled, the broken remains melting into the ...
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