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... inside, they were worried, two of them terrified even.

They needed to keep their distance, use their abilities strategically, and hope they could outlast him until a professor arrived.

It sounded impossible, as Album could reach any of them in one or two steps and end their lives.

But instead of thinking about that, they began to act.

Max stepped forward, clenching his fists through his two knuckledusters, as gold as his eyes.

His abilities were close-ran ...

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