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... immer of light was like a burnt-out candle, quickly dimming and returning to silence.
No disappointment, no regret.
He slowly reeled in the fishing rod, his movements becoming slow and hunched once more.
It was as if the burst of Power just now was a mere illusion.
The elderly man sat back on the small stool, carefully putting away the empty hook.
As if the thrilling battle from earlier had never happened.
Then, he picked up the open bait box besid ...
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