kinetic powers in this regard were quick and
fast.
Within moments, the two of us were
darting through the tubes, the one in the
blue body suit chasing myself in the peach.
Battle raging, the only thing that I now had
on my side was my singular knowledge of
the location of my special cell. If the
challenger were to take my place in the
warrior elite, she would first have to figure
out which cell was my own. Even though
her psycho-kinetic powers regarding speed
of movement might have been slightly more
advanced than mine, if I could outsmart her
intellectually, than my place among the
tubes, and thus the initiants, could not be
overtaken. It was my duty to protect the
initiants from an invasion from the dark side
of such a nature, especially since it was my
own self-satisfaction which had made this
attempt possible. There were literally
hundreds of cells locked against the white
walls tinged pale blue by the light, and each
door was locked, only able to be opened by
the psycho-kinetic powers of those who bore
them.
Within moments, I realized that my
challenger held superior psycho-kinetic
brent
(Brent)
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