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... iliar faces for a while.
As always, I was wrong.
An odd old man with white hair and a sharp black suit appeared, barking out as he entered:
"Don't touch anything with your filthy hands! Get to the damn training hall and wait for me!"
He barked at everyone.
I just sighed.
Luca Bonatiro.
The old bastard had found his way back, too. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
His lab was still the same, filled with all those precious relics of his…
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