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... he turned to Elliot and bowed down. His body was trembling, sweat started to drench his clothes and the brick ground beneath him.
He had seen Adventurers come and go to their bakery. He had seen them fight in the streets. He witnessed countless Championships, but he had never felt an aura as anomalously terrifying as Elliot’s.
"S-Spare me," the baker cried.
"Didn’t your parents teach you not to hurt people that are weaker than you? Or any person in general," Elliot said. ...
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