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Valor
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em fev 12, 2015
I hear the battle cry of 1000 angles fill my ears. I feel my heart racing. I smell the nice, sweat aroma of nature. And I see all the angles around me with their heavy metal armor, and polished wings, suited up for the roughest battle of their lives.
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