Sugiura Yoshitoki
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Emmet only saw half the battle. Magical powers. Something he didn't have. Admittingly, he was jealous. The only thing Emmet had was superior agility, speed, and a little strength. He sighed, and the blood had dried off, makin his face all red. He splashed on water, and the gash in his fist stung a bit. He headed to his tent.