Capítulo 919: Chapter 919: Personal Gripes
That was enough mourning...
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And now...
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Finally, he began to focus on the task at hand...
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Pulling out a sheet of paper, Gid slapped his hand down...
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Quick Wit activated and it began encircling the sheet of paper...
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"Concentrate..."
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"I gotta concentrate..."
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Attempting to anchor it to the table, a light slap would follow this series of events...
Which, didn't work as intended...
Really; No one should be surprised...
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