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[COLOR=sky blue]*Mourdor sees the evil grin on Soul's face before she unleashes her limit* *Her sword making numerous cuts and gashes in Mourdor's armor and flesh* *Mourdor falls to the ground, barely keeping a grasp on his katana*
Damn you...Soul. I didn't...know you used those...limits.
*Mourdor passes out on the ground* *His sword falling out of his hand*
I...could use...a little nap.[/COLOR]
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You will walk in fire, earth, water, and air, through temptation, and at last into despair and desolation.
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