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[color=#FF00FF]“Imbeciel, Dummkopf, Fjols!”[/color] Fiske was rather annoyed with himself, walking in circles. To think he’d be that brave… or rather idiotic enough to try and jump into almost certain death! [color=#FF00FF]“Perhaps I’ve gone mad. What in the world made me want to help those bastards out? They could’ve died for all I care!” The kid pulled on his hair. “Am I growing soft?...”[/color]

Remembering the feeling of Martina and Moli drawing was enough to make him feel sickness to a similar degree. The fear of knowing both of them could have turned him into a past-tense made him tremble once more. [color=#FF00FF]“Martina…. If that is your real name… I will have to thank you for being so merciful…”[/color]

The boy smirked. [color=#FF00FF]“And I still have to cash in for that dance.”[/color]