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... Phim and Tenzing, all without Beau moving a single inch.

The crowd were completely speechless as to how one-sided the fight became. Everyone thought that Phim would have the best chance of defeating her in the auction. But as it turned out, even with Tenzing helping him, they still weren’t able to get a scratch on Beau.

By the end, both were completely battered, bruised, and exhausted. No matter what they did, they just couldn’t defeat her endless horde of food constructs.

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