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... , his face twisted into something between a grimace and a grin.
"You know what, kid, I like you, you’ve got some real creativity in how you fight," he rolled his shoulders, and Luthra heard several joints pop, "most people try to match me strength for strength, which is stupid, but you, you went straight for the weak point."
Luthra pushed himself up from where he’d been thrown, his ribs screaming in protest, blood dripping from his nose and mouth. "Weak point, you mean your spine ...
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