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... g the ensuing battles since his bloodline’s emotional instability could kick in at any moment.

In all fairness, someone like Cain, who could use Ego Wave, was a great leader, as that power could allow him to see everything from an objective point of view and think much faster. However, extended use generated a backlash, which he could not tolerate in battles that could stretch for hours.

Cain remained silent, but not before glancing at the cadets that turned to him, allowing a fl ...

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