"It seems my luck isn't completely terrible—I didn't end up dead at the hands of those scum!"
After regaining consciousness and opening his eyes, Truman reached up to massage his throbbing head. Turning his head, he spotted Cedric sitting nearby and flipping through a copy of the *Self-Defense Guide*, which immediately made him let out a sigh of relief. It seemed his life had been spared after all.
"Albert figured you might be in danger, so he sent us to fish you out," Cedric said, putting down the book and looking at Truman with a smile. "How are you feeling now?"
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