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... is body still felt sore and weak, but Remo was too used to a fistfight that this level of strength was enough for him to endure whatever he had to endure.
"Wow… are you made of steel or are you a descendant of superman?" asked Luke, sitting on the beanbag.
"How can you move as if you rested for an entire month?" Cosette added, perching on the other bean bag. When they arrived, they instantly idled on each bean bag while Remo remained silent. When Maxen excused himself to make a c ...
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