[ The blood roared to life, forming a myriad of shapes; bladed stars, barbed whips, spheres. He knew that, ultimately, Wretched Egg would win, as she always did. Anything he could do to her would be reversed by her healing powers in a matter of seconds, while all it took from her was one well-placed shot from her Branch of Sin to tear him limb from limb. ]
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[ The blood roared to life, forming a myriad of shapes; bladed stars, barbed whips, spheres. He knew that, ultimately, Wretched Egg would win, as she always did. Anything he could do to her would be reversed by her healing powers in a matter of seconds, while all it took from her was one well-placed shot from her Branch of Sin to tear him limb from limb. ]