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Jones stood on the poles looking around. He looked pretty comfortable up there, then his claws came out. They were not canine claws. A hiss of surprise came from the crowd as the Beasts’ competitor ascended from the other side. “A kitten, is it?” the opponent asked. Jones smiled slightly raised one hand and made a beckoning gesture. “Meow.” Luca and Rӓv simultaneously chocked on their next breath at the provocation. The opponent’s expression went instantly dark as he snarled. Note to self, provocation is very effective. That visible spike of temper gave an interesting insight into the level of mental preparation and expectations of the other group. Luca supposed that Jones’s opponent could just be one of those particularly hot-blooded individuals but a quick glance at the opponents still

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