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... his mind to brainstorm when another mug slammed down on the table. He looked to his left and saw Rydel taking a seat.


"I like you kid, but don't get all heroic on me and take on the Chaos Syndicate just yet. Until your stronger than me, don't even think about it," said Rydel.


"Oh, if it isn't Rydel. What good fortune we have to gain your company," said Jezelle, poking fun at the tall, skinny man. "I'll bite, why has the reclusive Rydel come out of hiding to speak with nobodi ...

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