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... urn heads.

"Serath, huh? You’ve got guts, sitting right beside me while your disciple is fighting mine."

Serath only smiled, calm and steady.

"I’m simply interested in the person who managed to train such a strong girl."

Garion smirked, leaning back with his arms crossed.

"Thanks for that. My name’s Garion. I’m also the owner of the God Gym."

"God Gym..." Serath chuckled softly, as if tasting the words.

"I see. Is this God Gym a new sect? I ...

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