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Elizabeth was shocked, and at the same time, Clifford's mind went blank. Could it really be that the nightly partying had caused him to malfunction? How the hell can this be? The thing he loved most in his life was this, and losing this ability would be worse than death for him! Seeing him like this, Elizabeth quickly said, "Clifford, are you nervous? Let me help you..." Clifford took a deep breath, nodded, and lay there. Elizabeth hurriedly tried everything she could. But no matter what she did, the little snake was as lifeless as ever, showing no reaction. Elizabeth was well aware of her abilities; if it were Paul, he would have given up countless times by now. "Clifford, it's still... still not working... what... what should we do..." Elizabeth was sweating profusely, extremely a