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... building our core raid team." GreenHat suggested. He knew just how good the numbers were at fighting.

"GreenHat makes a good point. With how the game works, it is best to have our core members all good at fighting. Besides the leaders of the guild, we should have at least twenty more people to work with." FingerSandwhich thought GreenHat's idea was very good.

"Margie, what about you?" Ryu only asked Margie since he had added him to the guild personally. There was just something about ...

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