Stumbling backwards, Gid stepped on the bullet casings laying on the floor...
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"E-EAAUGH!!!"
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It quickly embedded itself into his foot, causing agony to erupt within...
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But, this time...
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There was no prolonged scream of pain...
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No...
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He had adapted...
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Almost instantly removing the bullet from the wound, he gritted his teeth and reactivated Quick Wit...
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"Once more..."