Chapter Thirteen: Rage

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"What are you standing around for? The class bell is about to ring!" Sylvia said to Billy, who, as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, gave Donny a look that said "good luck" and ran off quite unfaithfully. Soon, the playground emptied out, leaving only Sylvia and Donny. Sylvia then asked, "Did you really take down all those ten or so people by yourself?" "Yes." Donny nodded honestly. "I couldn't tell you were so skilled. No wonder you weren't hurt last night." Sylvia was somewhat surprised. In her impression, Donny had always been a timid pushover, meek by nature. When did he become so formidable? "I trained with a master for a while when I was a kid." Donny reluctantly brushed off the question. Sylvia didn't dwell on the issue but sternly said, "I know you weren't wrong e

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