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... ted by the sudden concession. Whether they realized it or not, by now, most of the crowd was eagerly anticipating John's fights. While most still rooted against him, they by now learned that his power was quite formidable at the very least, and they wanted to see what the true extent of his power was.

However, Helaranth's concession ended the fight, and the opportunity to learn the truth about John's limits. John slowly lowered his scythe, the lightning fading and his aura vanishing. Sti ...

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