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🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

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Tsulak is kindly healed thanks to the establishment. While this is happening, a mysterious woman with hair as white as snow appears on the balcony of the second tier of the training halls.


"You are worthy to participate in battles for glory, my friend," Gorus said. "They will begin tomorrow, and you can only participate once a day. The goal is simple: win three battles."

Meanwhile, Tsulak could assess the difference between himself and the warrior, while also considering whether it was really that significant...
— Thank you, friend! Without glory and battles, I wouldn't be myself. — Tsulak pounded his fist against his chest.

— So, tomorrow I need to become twice as strong! — he added, pausing his gaze on the stranger. — And the day after tomorrow, four times stronger! And after that... — he didn't know how to count that far, so he left a meaningful pause.

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