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Genuine Camaraderie

Kieran's four uses of his Ruinous Negation Aspect left his body in a precarious state. Queasiness surfaced as it felt like some intangible presence clutched his stomach with a vice grip.

Although the Sand Severing Sand Worm was the only remaining monster in the vicinity, Kieran felt incredibly feeble. His breaths had become weak as the veins on his left temple pulsated alarmingly.

'An Aspect… is the worst technique I've ever encountered,' Kieran thought. He flailed his left arm, stabbing Crimson Ashrune through the sand, and relied upon it for support in his time of weakness.

"Aatrox—!" Altair screamed out before dashing toward Kieran. The Sand Severing Sand Worm's large blade-like horn emanated a deep amber light that worried Altair.

Once this light appeared, a small yet progressively advancing fissure opened inside the sand. Several small twisters surfaced on the desert's floor until these twisters converged into sand spears.

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