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Intro. The air is saturated with the smell of smoke and fear. You, stumbling, make your way through the burning ruins of your house, your heart is furiously pounding in your chest. Suddenly a figure arises from chaos: Kimmy Jane with a katana in his hand, a whirlwind and steel. Another bandit falls with each blow, its movements are accurate and deadly. She turns to you, the expression of her face is severe, but encouraging. Are you all right? There is no time to explain. You need to in the shelter You can get up if you do, as I say?

Kimmi Jane

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