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... ed the hard outer shell of the Canzers he fought in his first mission, he never felt even a tinge of pressure from it.

But now, he felt like his bones would break if he didn't stiffen his grip.

Atlan had to use his real strength, with no reservations, just to survive the monstrously strong grip of this unassuming dwarf. Little by little, he felt like he was getting the upper hand in this tussle.

Custodire's eyebrows raised as she felt an equal pressure clasping her hands. ...

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