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... grounds at the G-5 base.

Kaido walked up to Jack, who was tied up. With a powerful swing of his spiked club, he shattered the chains binding him.

"Jack, you've been through quite a beating!" Kaido said.

Jack, lying on the ground, looked up, shame filling his eyes. "I am very sorry, Lord Kaido."

Kaido's face was stern. "No need to apologize, Jack. You did your best. Go and get healed!"

"Yes, Lord Kaido." Jack struggled to his feet and limped away. Lord Kaid ...

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