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As soon as lunch time started, Daemon went back to his pit and began to mediate. He didn’t waste his time trying to think of trivial matters and focused all of his energy into this. Knowing that even though the first thirty-one battles have been easy for him, the same cannot be guaranteed for the rest of the fights. That’s why he has to give it his all and sharpen what he can in terms of the use of his internal energy – something that he’s not actually able to start because of a person that came in that moment.

“I’m about to meditate you know.” Daemon began. “If you’re not gonna give me anything that’s worth my time, I suggest you leave right now.”

Daemon’s eyes turned towards the figure that came forth from the shadows of the den. None other than the same person who permitted these fights to proceed. The head of the Elites organization and the strongest fighter within it as well. None other than Desmon Jaeger.

“Talking to me so casually now are you.” Desmond chuckled. “You do realize
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