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Recycling District, Capital.
Lear and Wilson looked at each other and confirmed that it wasn't just an imagination.
"Well, I don't know when you boarded the bus….but I think it's better if we work on this before letting Max hold an orientation program for you…." Lear said with a calm look.
Wilson still didn't look at him, "Don't pull me back, if you can do so….I don't mind….if not, it's better for you to get going…."
He spoke as the bolts of lightning rose from his body charging ahead and crashing into the incoming Demonic Aura.
"Hmm...you underestimate me…" Lear said with confidence which crumbled the instant Wilson moved. He totally lost the sight of the guy clearly indicating the difference between them.
"Bang!"
"Crackle!"
Lear stood there watching the duo exchange moves feeling a bit overwhelmed. It seemed he had got lucky and had caught the guy off guard in the sewers.