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In the shadows of the corner, Spirit Devourer, the owner of the Devil Fish martial soul, let out a low hum with an eerie magnetism. His tongue unconsciously swept over the corner of his lips. "Heh... even through the barrier, I can smell that... shudder-inducing life force."
"Spirit Devourer!" Leodani's voice shot out like an ice-cold javelin, his bronze face turning toward the shadows. "Watch your words! Put away those thoughts of yours. She is a close friend of Her Highness, and even more, an opponent we must face with everything we have."
Because of the sincere compensation the Chen Clan had offered back then, the Nanook Clan had always had a rather favorable impression of them.
"The stronger the opponent, the more interesting it is." Loki, the slender young man with a blurred outline (Void Illusion Serpent), leaned elegantly against the soft chair, his fingertips toying with a shimmering, dreamlike crystal ball. In a lazy, magnetic voice, he said, "Injury? Utter nonsense. Her appearance itself was the most powerful declaration. Her condition... is probably even more perfect than expected."
"Loki is right," Arthur (Sea Dragon) added. He was burly, his aura deep as an abyss, and he carried a natural leader's presence. "It was to be expected. As someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Her Highness, how could she be held back by hidden injuries? The variables and obstacles in the grand finals depend, to a large extent, on these prodigies of our ally, the Chen Clan,"
Prometheus (Starfish), with defined features and a rather tall build, leisurely took over. "That's right, that's right. Still, in a match within the rules, even the strongest have their limits."
Neptune (Sea Horse), taciturn and standing like a reef, merely gave a slight nod.
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