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... , each person swallowing nervously, gripping their weapons, and scanning the doorways.

Of course, this excluded Marlon, who folded his hands with a bored expression on his face.

He was growing impatient as he grew curious to see what the mini-boss looked like.

What special talent did it possess?

And what skill could he drain from it?

Speaking of talents and skills, he had only gotten a few skills so far, and until now, he hadn’t received a single talent. < ...

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