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... , it was the obvious target for Mason and his subordinates who dashed towards it.

"Angela and Ella be prepared to sneak attack when the opportunity presents itself" called out Lex as he prepared himself for battle.

Lex had become much more mature and logical about the way he approached battle, after experiencing what it felt to be a leader that was relied on by his subordinates, and had come to learn from his previous repeated mistake.

Lex was very hardheaded, stubborn an ...

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