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- Guess I’ll go somewhere else, he thought, but just as he’d turned his feet in a different direction, an old man caught his eye. He was approaching the center of the crowd with such fluid motions he seemed to be gliding.
- “...H-huh? What the heck? How does he do that?” The words slipped out of Brain’s mouth in spite of himself as he blinked several times. The way the old man moved was just too unbelievable. Brain thought he must have just seen a waking dream or the workings of some kind of magic spell.
- Brain probably couldn’t do that himself. It was a skill that required a complete grasp of another’s consciousness as well as the overall waves of the pushing and shoving crowd.
- It was the pinnacle of movement itself.
- ***
- Volume 5, Chapter 4.2
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