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... ttered to pieces.
The boss of the Fighting Hall was stomping around the room in anger, having already smashed several floor tiles, cursing at the investigator in front of him.
"The Suppressant didn’t work! How the hell did you handle this?!"
"It’s impossible, I’ve injected a sufficient dose and even checked with my ’nerves’..."
The investigator lifted his right hand, and the nerves between his palms were actually self-detaching, wriggling in the air like living th ...
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