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... crouched. Then, in a single, successive motion that left a small dent on the metal floorboard, I took a large, rage-fueled leap toward Germaine with precise, unrivaled speed.
"No! Stella!!" Mangé cried out behind me. Oh, but it was already far too late.
My right fist was blistered, so I couldn’t use it. And so, I clenched my left fist tightly, drawing it backward, toward my waist as I streamed through the air.
Then, the moment I arrived just a few inches from where Germai ...
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