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Leonel's body, which had been lifted from the star road, fell back down heavily upon it. He landed on his feet, but his face was obstructed by the sheer length of his light violet hair. It covered his body and his face, cascading for hundreds of meters as though it had a mind of its own.
Leonel exhaled a breath. Even from beneath his endless pile of hair, the billowing steam made its presence known.
Leonel's long hair blew out of the way, revealing a body that put even Aphestus' to shame. Despite the fact Leonel had never been as obsessed with training his body as Aphestus was, it seemed that his breakthrough had reformed his image into something the Romans would have carved out from white stone.