Unyielding will

Nathan sat on the bed and looked down at the three men laughing at Nathan's life, fully understanding the origin of the word "phylactery", what a terrible compatibility.

Hersh nodded, "sweet spot, ninety-three percent probability."

Even with such a terrifyingly transparent racquet, he was able to return every ball from Dominik perfectly, even his pride and joy, the bullet serve.

"Are you saying the coaches did it on purpose?" Dylan clasped his hands to his chest, his face somewhat grave, "Then Dominik this game, probably not a good fight."

So Whitehead took the opportunity to introduce his poison ivy, then it was Archer's turn, and then Finn Porter's dear little fairy.

And Westin and Hersh, the two statisticians, have also formed a team, ready to relive their previous collaboration.

"The same vertical heavy heartbeat, but with twice the power and force of Dominik." Hersh's words had come true, and Zeach's calm and sensible warlord's voice wa

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