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... oom.
There he used his vibes every time I reached him.
Run the length of the training grounds, survive on instinct alone, find Phinyx, breathe. Repeat.
"Fifty one laps, Allaran." Phinyx’s voice came out thin, strained. "I’m getting real close to that ’losing consciousness’ vibe. Like, actually. I don’t know how to control the backlash yet, so I’m gonna..." he gestured vaguely at his own head "Figure that out now."
"Don’t worry Phinyx, I think the Citadel Master is ...
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