"One... Two... Three!" Taking a deep breath, Ippo ripped off the large bandage taped to his side in one quick motion. His tempered skin still smarted and grew red from the tape, but it was no worse than a pesky mosquito bite. Now that he could finally get a good look at it, every scratch had scabbed over and it took a lot of self-control not to
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Yet once night had fully arrived, and Sechs was alone once more in the room, halfway through putting on his battle gear, the drug in his vertebrae became louder, more coherent as though a crowd of bullies had finally arrived to surround Sechs.
Tonight was different though. The drug seemed to be focused on a new tactic of verbally taunting its host. Over and over, Sechs was told the words, "Your friends are dying around you, and it's all your doing...""Shut up," Sechs growled at the relentless voice, feeling his jaw muscles tighten against the building stress. There was a hint of guilt lingering in the bottom of his heart ever since the night he and Kibitoshin ( ... )
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