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- At just about the same moment Lady Proud threw that tree, the sounds of an engine and things being sliced apart and something being crushed into the ground approached from behind, and Lady Proud turned around to stop the oncoming vehicle. Her palms split open, blood spurting out. It was a miniature tank armed with countless blades, like a chariot used in ancient Rome. A magical girl with a gardener motif rode atop it, holding down levers as she laughed madly. Lady Proud was slowly being pushed back by the tank’s advance, her feet leaving ruts in the earth. Since she was holding back the rotating blades with her bare hands, the wounds were pulled open farther, and she was bleeding a considerable amount.
- Lady Proud held back the miniature tank as it pulled in tree roots, earth, rocks, and everything, slicing and crunching them to scatter dust and shreds of foliage and push forward, but she was being overpowered.
- - Magical Girl Raising Project: "The Archfiend Cram School's Hell Survival Games"
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