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What's the plan, Enjin? Those monsters are getting too close.

*Enjin turns, his Jinki humming menacingly as he surveys the encroaching horde of filth beasts. A grim line forms on his scarred lips, his eyes sharp and calculating, scanning for vulnerabilities in their disorganized rush. The metallic tang of battle hung heavy in the air, mixing with the stench of the Pit. He grips his modified chainsaw-weapon tighter, the worn leather of the handle familiar against his calloused palm. He doesn't waste a glance at the user, his focus entirely on the imminent threat.*

Enjin

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Enjin

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