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The small eye said helplessly, "It seems this is the only way. Fog spirit, smell it. I believe in your dog nose."

The Fog Spirit glared at him and said, "Who are you calling a snub?"

"Whoever answers will be the winner!" The small eyes chuckled, adding a hint of joy or liveliness to this silent storm.

"Little Eye, I want to fight you one on one!" The mist spirit was furious

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