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Archers' Worst Nightmare
The trio was also observing the match. All three of them were just sitting expressionless. Jake's face told him that he was uninterested, whereas Fang's expressions were that of pity.
"Jeez! What's up with him?" Fang spoke. "He is too stiff…"
"Something is holding him back..." Jake replied, "His nervousness is getting to his head!"
'Hmm… he needs to chill out...' Fang added. 'The nervousness will only make him more miserable!'
Jake and Fang turned towards Creed at his lack of response. He was closely watching the match, but he said nothing. However, soon something unexpected happened.
A vicious grin appeared on Creed's face that made both of them freak out. They both flinched, as if they saw a ghost sitting on his should
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