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... id, an old man with a grey face stepped out.
His eyes were filled with drifting grey mist, and his grey clothes seemed to have weathered countless years.
And on his back, he carried a long bow!
That bow, entirely shrouded in darkness, was forged from an unknown material.
The bow had no arrows, and at the head of the bow, a few small characters were inscribed in silver hook iron script.
"Chaos Sun-Shooting Bow"!
This bow... was indeed one of the leg ...
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