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... x Corn. Zen promptly restored Fox Corn's legs and replenished his blood with her magic. However, the atmosphere in Felix's locker room was far from peaceful.
Returning to the charred locker room, Felix sat cross-legged on a cloth mat, taking a much-needed break. He lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and glanced at the system window's clock, estimating the time until his next match.
"Probably... two hours?" he muttered to himself.
<Roughly, yes,>
Felix ...
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