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Again my body moved on its own, and this time the cause was anger.

I lunged, raising my hand, but it wasn't a slap. I threw a free fist at David's arsehole mouth, which was immediately held back by a more formidable hand.

"What do you think you're trying to do, hm?" said Jason in a tone that was so jarring.

Huh. That's right. Both of them were the same.

They called me a hypocritical hero, huh? They call me a loser?

Let's prove here, who really is the loser.

Believing in my enhanced physical abilities, I confidently tried to break free.

I'm trying to break away.

I'm trying to break away.

Why couldn't I?

Jason smirked at my pathetic attempt. "Your cheap tricks won't work on me, just so you know."

Really? There was no way he knew!

But, even Carl knew. And Elena. And maybe David. Wait, does everyone know already?

Was this all just a magic trick that I was caught up in for a moment?

Am I just being tricked by a false reality?

Jason tugged on my arm and body like an adult tugging on a baby'
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