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As Tyrone fell, he quickly encompassed his entire body into the specters of his tattoos, forming a protective sphere. However, he quickly noticed something, several more of these talking animals were coming towards the domain he was trying to hijack, annoying Martina, and destroying any Hollow that got closer.
"Who are these people?!"
Martina was being bombarded with feathers made of light, as explosions of holiness constantly burned through her demonic and dark powers, covering her with many burning wounds.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
"Uuaagh! W-Who are you?! Where did these things came from!"
The girl quickly spun in midair, becoming a spinning tornado of flames as she rushed towards her foe, a huge white owl of over two meters of height.
FLUOSH!
"DIE!"
