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“I will fight the deamon from this shore and condemn him back to the hell he came from! You hold no power to defeat me!” I yelled Kulas raised his right hand, in tandem my body lifted from the ground he snapped “Thee haveth faint idea what power really ith” An immense white light came from Kulas’s hand, its blast hit me and I was sent flying backwards. My vision was transformed by a green crest that consumed my sight of Kulas leaving me flying through the darkness. I soon realized I was no lon