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The ethereal balls slammed into the figure, piercing his psyche, down to his very soul. The pain was immense. He felt faint as they grinded into his slender form, their malevolence tearing at the fiber of his very being.
So of course the only response he could muster was a manical cackle.
The voice came back intruding into the trio's heads. "Apparently our ideas of fair play differ greatly, but it matters little in our profession does it?"
The energy from the attacks suddenly washed over him, refocusing into a bright vermillion ball of energy, which he then directed towards the Dusknoir, seemingly at triple the speed and intensity of each separate shadow ball.
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