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'Huh?' in a unison the three grunts turned their attention to the young blonde boy handling two daggers in a fighting stance warning them to put the young boy down. 'Hahaha! The little brat thinks he's so tough and shit! Now, beat it kid! We have unfinished business here.' he said smirking at his 'captive'. "Don't touch m-me...! you gotta to help me..!" wiggling himself out but can't still as the leader draws his hand near under Hope's shirt. 'Don't worry boss, we'll take care this brat!' one of the grunts said as the two charged head first after him.
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