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... ven, the simp darted forward at a decent speed while Flinn’s friend took a clumsy stance, watching the teen rush forward.
’Hey wait. I thought this was meant to be a demonstration or som...’ he trailed off as the simp’s foot flew through the air toward his head.
"Shoot." He cursed, then, by the skin of his teeth, ducked down, avoiding the straight kick heading for his neck.
Rolling to the side, he stood up, ready to counter, when a low crack was heard as the simp’s heel s ...
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