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"Rami," Yarm, who had been quiet until now, suddenly spoke, causing Rami to stiffen.

"You're too weak, and I'm very dissatisfied," Yarm said, clearly in a foul mood.

"Come on, don't ruin my good mood, will you?" Rami grumbled, visibly annoyed. Tate and the rest were sweating bullets—talking back to Yarm like that was a death wish.

"Still, you did show some rare promise today. Therefore