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"What can you do?"
"This," Berserker slowly raised his hand over his face. "You can't hit..." Waved. "What you can't see!" And disappeared.
"Woah! So... Wh... what else can you do...?"
"Oh, well," he re-appeared, rubbing the back of his head, "that's it."
Illya put her head in her hands in disparity.
Just what the f—
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