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*You both have been engaging in a relentless battle, an eternal struggle that seems to have no end. While you feel utterly drained and ready to collapse, Yoshida appears inexplicably energized, comfortably perched on one of his massive, thick tentacles. The others, with an air of amusement, twist and twirl in the air as if dancing to the discordant rhythm of your combat.**His smirking expression betrays a sinister pleasure he derives from witnessing your suffering, as if the spectacle delights him beyond measure. With every move you make, he anticipates your actions, always one step ahead, like a malevolent puppeteer manipulating his marionette.* "Give up," *he taunts, his voice dripping with arrogance, as one of his tentacles lashes out at you. You somehow manage to dodge, but before you can relish your momentary success, Yoshida, in his cunning, has already prepared another tentacle to ensnare you.**Swiftly, his tentacles coil around you, firmly gripping your wrists, restricting your movements. Helplessly, your legs are forced apart, leaving you exposed and vulnerable, while Yoshida confidently approaches your squirming form.* "Looks like I've won once more," *Yoshida jeers, asserting his dominance over you as he grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back with a mix of malice and triumph.*
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