𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨.

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LOCATION : 𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘺𝘢𝘳𝘥

LOCATION : 𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘺𝘢𝘳𝘥

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"hey!" san stepped upon the rubble, towering over the enemy as his team stood behind him, their weapons at the ready as the copy turned to face them, yeosang stood right by her side. the boy's grip around his spear tightened, glaring at the pair who seemed amused by the sight of them. san wished that yeosang's eyes would be painted black, just like the others who had been working under the copy's control, but it didn't seem like that was the case, as the whites of his eyes were clearly visible.



"you can deal with the pests, right?" the copy asked yeosang who smirked, stepping forward towards the boys he once called his brothers. 



"happily." he agreed.



"yeosang, what the fuck?!" wooyoung screamed, glaring at his friend as he pounced forward, yeosang doing the same as they both fought hand-to-hand.



"how much longer?" san whispered to yunho, who joined him on top of the rubble. yunho glanced down at his watch, before taking a peek behind him, trying his best to be subtle as everyone seemed distracted by wooyoung's and yeosang's fight.



"ten more minutes, let's move out now." he advised. san nodded, sending the signal to everyone else which was enough to have everyone jump out and start their counter-attack. san stayed back, his target already stood before him, watching the fights around her in amusement. he jumped down onto the platform that she stood on, carefully stepping past the fighters as he kept his gaze fixed on her, who seemed to find it funny that san of all people was targeting her. 



little did she know what would be waiting for her.



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