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Cerise snarled at Izuru.

“Don’t kill her.” Bryce said to Izuru. “I mean that.”

One of Apophis’s clones blocks the bullet.

Apophis staggers to his feet and injects something into himself. The vitality-draining effect reverses. He brings out his flail and smiles.