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"let's see who is faster bitch!"
Alan and the demon were moving at a ridiculous speed, sounds of metal clashing were heard as they weaved through the elves and demons who were having their own battles.
Their movements were a blur, a deadly dance amidst the chaos of battle.
Alan, his form obscured by flickers of lightning, clashed with the demon general in a flurry of strikes. The clash of their weapons reverberated through the air, a metallic symphony amid the cries and roars of the ongoing battle.
