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... ven one hit on Derek. He moved between the fireballs like water slipping through fingers, danced around the wind blades, and weaved past the ice bullets with effortless grace. Even Art had joined the fray, though his attacks barely counted. After all, he hadn’t even reached F-class yet.
Eventually, Henry reached the limit of his patience.
"Come on, Derek! Stop being so damn slippery and attack a little, will you?" he shouted in frustration.
"Yeah!" Emma chimed in. "You’ve ...
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