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Youko’s roar was deafening, as he copped the vines that held him his razor like claws cutting through them like tissue paper. His normally golden eyes red in anger, as he dropped down to what was left to the floor, making a quick check to assess that everyone was still alive, he took off like a bullet fired from a gun.
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Such a shame you abandoned this story. It was one of my favorites.