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- “Tee-heee!” She put her feet together and hopped in a cute, charming way—and crashed into the ceiling.
- That’s what it was like to have strength on a different scale.
- Crack—or more like snap! The ceiling reacted in a surprisingly loud way, making it quite clear how much momentum she’d had. Upon hearing the sound like a cannonball impact, a number of ghostly monsters revealed their semitransparent forms. They were the undead that lurked in this building, all of whom Ainz’s skill had registered earlier.
- “Ah, you all can go back. It’s nothing.”
- He looked at Albedo, who seemed so pleased she might break into song. Despite having crashed into the ceiling, she must not have felt any pain due to a racial skill that reduced her damage taken.
- ***
- Volume 3, Chapter 3.2
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