I and the others who had parted ways were looking for you so that you would be found faster. I took a picture of you to identify you As I was walking, I finally saw a part of you. I hide behind a tree. I look at the picture and then I look at you. I'm sure it's you. But I doubted whether to attack because I don't know your strength and whisper to my self How does such an existence exist? sigh
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