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... eaving the premises of the still sleeping research center. In his hands were the two swords he used in his fight against the hydras.


Having taken an adequate distance from the research center, Harold was swinging his two swords left and right, as if he was facing invisible enemies.


On top of that, he also made use of his hand-to-hand combat techniques, throwing some punches and kicks between the sword slashes.


This was the self-discipline he had applied ...

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