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... aining to keep himself from collapsing.
With each attack, his bones rattled, his inner organs churned as if he were riding on a tsunami, his chest pounded violently, and his throat was filled with the metallic taste of blood.
He was at death's doorstep. He knew that he would not be able to last much longer. Another five minutes? Six? He wasn't sure.
But apart from the foreboding sense of imminent death, another peculiar feeling emerged in Jacker's mind under the wei ...
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