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CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT Bolt, carrying Beams on his back, soared through the skies over the Third Layer of Dread City. He could feel Beams tense against his body, which was probably due to the fact that Beams was not used to flying. Beams had explained to Bolt that there were very few superheroes in his world who could actually fly independently on their own and that many used machines and devices to pull off this ‘trick.’ That made no sense to Bolt, who wondered how you could be a superhero if you relied primarily on gadgets and devices to fight crime rather than your inherent, natural born powers, but there were a lot of things about Beams’ world that made no sense to him. Perhaps he would go there someday and see for himself what Beams’ world was like. In any case, Bolt had more importan
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