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She was naïve like a newborn, and Faelga discerned this through Black Faelga's beast-like onslaught. The Elf Queen needed only to lift her hand, and vines that formed out of thin air would block Nightmare's attacks. With a casual flick, she could tear her opponent's limbs to shreds with ease. But this changed nothing about the current situation. A dense darkness enveloped the two fighters together, Faelga unable to leave, while her adversary was repairing its damaged body.
