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Chapter 8 – Roundabout (VII)

He continued to head towards the meeting point, with each sway of his shoulder causing sharp pain to lance through his entire upper body, all the while his right arm hung limply by his side. His progress was slow, but barring a few more errant shots that flew vaguely in his direction, Maynard was left alone by the combatants from ...

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