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Fasuto reached the hand of Ophion, and was teleported out to somewhere with trees and with soft dirt and tickling grass. Also a wall.
"[color=lightblue]Alright! Where is [i]she?[/i][/color]" He said in a forced deep and gravelly voice, making a Zweihander appear on his paws, in the making, teal hexagons are forming out in the air and formed this huge sword in just a split second accompanied with a bright light blue light.