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... omewhat different.
"Damn, damn, damn!" he muttered the hateful word through his teeth.
Right now, he was doing two things. He was hurtling along the cable, scrambling upward with frantic arms.
However, at that moment, he was sliding along the cable, still forced to tuck his legs to avoid scraping the ground.
The speed was noticeable, and the metal rope was clearly not designed for hand climbing. It was not only painful but also ineffective.
Reality differe ...
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