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Distressed Soul

Emperor Rael had been having a good day. 

In fact, it was not an exaggeration to say that this was the best day that he had had in the past two months. In contrast to his normally serious demeanor, his expression lit up with an uncharacteristic smug smirk when he read the real-time reports he got from multiple intelligence sources. 

"I did not expect you to be able to neutralize so many Martial Masters by yourself." His otherwise composed tone betrayed a hint of pride. "Revolutionary is an understatement. The Martial Union and the Panamic Martial Federation may very well have to redefine the tiering system just to accommodate the power that you have come to gain. Perhaps all grade-thirty Martial Masters will need to be able to accomplish such a feat."

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