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... or. The creature was waiting, too.
Waiting for the chance to strike.
Thus, the two sides confronted each other through a door, an invisible and tense standoff ensuing.
Seven Brown, standing aside, also sensed this dangerous atmosphere. His eyes were solemn as he quietly stood guard.
Leonard Churchill cocked his head and watched for a while, a wry smile emerged in his gaze. He muttered, “This guy… seems to know he can’t win. He doesn’t dare to come out.”
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