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... face the human-faced tarantula.
He had brought him here precisely for that reason: to confront him with the unknown, to force him to bleed, to move, to think.
His performance in the hallway had made that clear. He had reacted well, but he thought slowly.
He lacked sharpness.
Adam didn’t blame him. It was natural. True experience cannot be learned from books or cultivated.
You win by risking your life.
He leaned against the wall of the room, took an ...
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