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The gravity of those memories etched determination on Levi's face, a silent promise to settle the unresolved score.
Sangre, undeterred by the blow, acknowledged the change in Levi with a sardonic smirk. "The little wolf seems to have grown stronger," he remarked, his tone carrying a sinister blend of amusement and recognition. "This should be fun," Sangre added, a chilling anticipation lingering in his words as he casually wiped the blood from his lower jaw. The battlefield, now a canvas for their personal vendetta, crackled with the intensity of a long-simmering feud, ready to unfold in the dance of combat and retribution.
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