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... on’s room.
The atmosphere was incredibly tense; it had been some time since Swan had engaged in such activities. He flexed his muscles, causing a series of crackling sounds like popping beans to emit from his body.
Having perfectly imitated Caroso’s voice, he knocked on the door and promptly climbed onto the ceiling, embedding the claws of his hands and feet into the wooden planks.
Waiting for the mysterious person to open the door.
Swan couldn’t deny his nervousn ...
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