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Anaerobic Backlash

The Malaka halted, flabbergasted. He could not find them anywhere. Just when the beast was about to turn around, he felt a domineering impact of blunt force at the back of his head. The beast didn't even get the time to react to the warm numbness until his head exploded into a million pieces and hit the tree trunk.

Creed, with Artemis on his back, landed on his feet, clutching his Mayhem saber, drenched with blood and gore.

A smug grin appeared on his fact, he mumbled, "Stupid fucker thought only he could get under people's bind spots..."

Artemis' consciousness dissolved into insanity when she gazed at 6 dead Malakas. Every pore on her skin widened from the shock and confusion precipitation on her forehead. The speed and efficiency with which Creed killed them was almost supersonic. 

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