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... to encounter a lucid Marshal, and to be perfectly honest, Luca thought of whacking him gently. At least just enough to knock him out for a moment.
Like Uncle, like nephew.
They didn’t even remain knocked out for too long and had a penchant for randomly waking up despite dire conditions.
Xavier could feel Luca hiding behind him, so he had to think of something to hold off the Marshal until they could come up with a plausible explanation.
But the little chipmunk be ...
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