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I was under the shower letting the water wash away any bad thoughts or feelings, humming some song.

- You have a temper, Alison - Sabrina says in another booth - And strong arm muscles

- Sorry if I was hard on you in combat - I slide my hands over my head.

- I won't cry, I promise - I hear your laugh - I prefer to use knives or even swords to fight, I don't like corporal. Knock the other down, roll around on the floor, exchange bodily waste, sweat and blood, and brand my hands. Those hands do great work, they can't get calluses.

I place my hands in front of my body and analyze them, I didn't have delicate hands. He was not a delicate person.

- You spent most of the fight dodging and only fought back a few times, not even attacking. You've received training before, right? Why did you make a fool of me trying to hit you?

- I've been fighting for a long time now, these exercises he went through I did hundreds of times years ago. And because you've given me
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