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... alculate successfully this time.
That was what Gin thought as he watched the bald man—who had been sitting on the ground paralyzed by fear—finally stagger to his feet.
Though he was mildly surprised, he wasn't particularly shocked.
After all, relying on "accidents" to kill people was always unpredictable—environmental factors, the target's reflexes, even the angle of impact. A single misstep in any of these links could lead to a total failure. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬� ...
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