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Brad was grumbling under his breath. There. The potions were back where they belonged. Now to deal with the rest of this mess. Yes. Mess. That's what this was.
He looked up at a familiar voice. "Nah I'm good Kade. Mungo's people messed up my system." And obviously the 30 year old was very upset about the whole thing. Sometimes he wondered if he was still five.
Bradley let out a sigh. "Here for your health check?"
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