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... left index finger in front of his face.
"It makes zero sense; how is it that even with minimal concentration, I am able to condense and rapidly fire multiple Ice Bullets, but the moment I move my body even an inch out of place, everything falls apart." Glaring at his fingertip as if it held all the answers he sought, the Lad sighed before leaning back on his arms and staring up at the night sky.
He’d attempted every possible idea, changed the entire construction process, and even ...
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