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On his way Pablo picked up the silver-lined boken, passing by other bushes he grabbed two more stakes made with the training knives. From that moment on it was a matter of speed, while his enemies were currently looking for a boy and were walking more carefully, with the entire upper part of the park clear Pablo could run and test his powers to dematerialize at increasingly longer distances.

His limit at that moment was one hundred meters, it was nothing compared to his past self but it was better than nothing, he could play with those cards for the moment. But the trip in shadow and wind was more frustrating, he was able to travel the last sixty meters in this way until he reached the three crosses, but he, who in the past could travel kilometers, felt frustrated.

He had to find someone who could help him find out what was happening to his body and why he had not recovered his powers.