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Sweat flowing from his body dampened his undershirt.

He silently gasped for breath for a few seconds.

Then he continued to repeat the simple, yet extremely difficult motions.

As if forgetting the pain generated by his flesh.

Only concentrating on feeling the tensed muscles in his arms, feeling the strength within them that could change his fate.

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