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His brown eyes had lost their grandness, mixed now with tears and regrets. "Please, don't die. Please." Ejima cried amid the hot breath that came pouring out of her nostril. Some inches away was the pit which Uche had dug. Ghost, Bozo's stallone, was hanging on a wooden spike, eyes, and tongue wide open, with blood gushing out from its sides. Bozo had suffered the same fate and his men had been too late to save him.

"If it's possible, Restia— do you mind going to 八島 (Yashima – Eight Islands) to find some information about the golden nine-tailed fox?" "Yashima? You mean, 日の本大八洲 (Hinomoto Oyashima)?" Restia asked. 八島 (Yashima — Eight Islands), or the full name known as 日の本大八洲 (Hinomoto Oyashima), is famously known as 'The Great Eight Islands of the Land of the Rising Sun'. It is a country located in the east with eight main islands and multiple smaller islands connecting in a curved line. When looked at from above, it looked like the shape of a dragon, so it was given another nickname called 眠りの竜 (Nemuri no Ryu), also known as 'The Slumbering Dragon'.

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My father suggested and I nodded in agreement. Look at us working together. Couples goals or what! With the remaining energy in my body, I sent a continuous purple blast of light toward the bridge, aiming at its center. My father was next, a jet black beam being sent to the same point I had hit. Then Alina joined, a blood-red blast hitting the same point again.

He couldn't join her today because he couldn't risk leaving the unknown guest alone. Just as he was about turning to go back inside, he saw Lily. She had something in her mouth. A small backpack. She dropped it at his feet before walking inside. He picked it up and walked inside. After giving Lily a snack for her services, he opened the bag carefully. An empty water bottle, some empty wraps for granola bars and two unopened bars were the contents of the bag. He turned the bag over, shaking the bag vigorously. Nothing else was in the bag but amongst the wraps of granola bars, he noticed a small name tag depicting one name ... Kamara.

“Hyaaaaah men-bu!” shouted by the player called ‘kendoka’ with full of spirit as he stomp his foot in front and strongly strikes his opponent in the head wearing a kendo head protector, using the ‘shinai’ or bamboo sword. The two referee standing in the side raises the white flag indicating he gain a point. This was demonstrated by the Kendoka towards the students.

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And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

I follow him silently. Near the exit, behind a huge door, a beautiful room with a hidden pool fills the place with calm. I don't know why there's absolutely no one here-just clear, crystalline water that intoxicates you with its beauty. Sam stops at the edge and slowly takes off his shoes, then his shirt and pants. I thought he'd take off his underwear too, but apparently he's becoming polite. I can study his back under the mischievous rays of sunlight reflecting on the water and the marble statues. He has tattoos there too. Suddenly he jumps into the water. His hair falls in wet strands over his forehead, and he invites me to join him.

Confidential Operations HQ. Kimura had summoned three of the school’s most athletic forces to the meeting. Sato Rishi: Captain of the baseball team, grip strength 2.4x national average. Takahashi: Track ace, can finish a 100m dash before you finish blinking. Tanaka: Judo prodigy, rumored to have once thrown a teacher (accidentally). Kimura flipped open his tablet with flair, revealing graphs, charts, and a Venn diagram shaped like a fist. "Gentlemen, I require technical assistance for the upcoming physical exam."