"Multiple. It all depends on interpretation," Umiya gently smiled, just having a knack for mind-boggling riddles like that.
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"Oh, okay. There's still a lot of people I haven't met yet," Takahisa said with a nod, going out of the dorm but keeping his bag with him at all times.
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(Time for some bad guy action, someone from Kaika's dimension)
Outside the HQ of the Survey Corps, there was an injured woman that was literally struggling to crawl her way to any kind of safety. She wore a brown hooded cloak, and her face was towards the ground, so no one would see her head or face until they lifted her hood up. Her injuries consisted of a completely broken left leg, several broken ribs, and blood dripped from her face as there was smeared blood stains all over the ground from what it seemed to be. She let out groans of pain, on the verge of death, and the slight murmurs of "help me..."