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Anthony, now home and enjoying a glass of Henri Jayer Richebourg Grand Cru, an exquisite French wine, lets the phone ring for a few seconds after reading the caller ID. He thinks. Once he decides that Kijani has waited long enough, Anthony answers the phone and responds calmly, "I returned that which was stolen from you."

John laughs, "Most of the people here would be failing if there were grades. A lot of the students don't start doing everything their teachers said until they're out in the field and have been beaten up several times. Besides, you can hold your own in a fight. Remember when you fought that blue haired chick? She couldn't do anything to you. Maybe you could learn some Judo or Aikido?"
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Kijani was pulling on her shoes, and checking her hair in the mirror. "Send a car for me. I need to discuss tomorrow's events with you. In person." Despite the energy in her voice, she sounded very serious. "There needs to be no room for doubt in this, and I have questions."

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Devika blinked at Flood, backing a few steps away. It was as if her mind itself was recoiling from his presence. She shook it off, before speaking to John. "Wait, you..." She thought back to the fight, at how Kyra had tried to fight her down. But she couldn't, because despite all of Kyra's power, Devika had at least 75 pounds on her and literally couldn't be moved. "You... may have a point. But... I don't know anything about martial arts. And I'm way out of shape." She looked down, poking at her midsection, which was not as soft as it used to be, but was still pretty squishy. "You really think I have... potential?"