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third person P.O.V Jane lunged for Acerbi, both her hands are in fist and a determined look played on her expression. Jane was intent on getting to her brother, even if that means fighting through a gang. She doesn't mind the risk of getting hurt, just as long as she gets to her brother at the end. As Jane ran to Acerbi, a man stepped right into her view, as if he was protecting his leader. She swiftly dodged his hit that was surely going to knock her out unconscious and gave a blow of her own. She punched the man in his nose, it gave a sickly crunch, and kneed him in his stomach. The man tumbled over and landed on the ground. Jane, with her ever so determined look, ran at Acerbi.  A smirk was plastered onto his face. He didn't move whatsoever, just stood there, watching Jane fight to g

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