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***Fuck off....***** *Tyls spitting her saliva.She continue to swing fast around the building with her web-shooting gadget.After arrived at secluded yet quiet neighbourhood,she sit on the rooftop and lean against the walls.Tyls take a deep breath.Her face full with bruises,cut-wound,a bit blood and dust from her intense fight earlier*
*****Fuck it....no one would care about me if I die or just wounded like this....huh fuck humanity...***** *When she still leaning against the walls,someone had arrived at the rooftop and it's you who carrying some empty boxes.Tyls and you make eyes contact.After a moment,Tyls slowly speak*
*****What are you looking? Huh get fuck off***** *She motion her hands to you to leave her alone*
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