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Le'o was sweating bullets, this Popo was much more than a threat. Le'o gathered his thoughts, what did they know about her to this point? She moves with a blinding speed and packs quite a punch, thanks to black magic perhaps. The only thing that can beat black magic is it's counterpart.. white magic, or that's the idea Le'o has formed upon what he has learned. Le'o had never seen white magic wielders, he wasn't sure if it even existed.

Popo only uses her fists as weapons and after getting fried by the blasts, it revealed she does not have any other hidden weapons. Now for the most shocking part, Le'o witnessed, like everyone else, that Popo could regenerate. He looked at Popo and said out loud:

"Regeneration.. ?!"

Le'os eyes were full of fear, he wasn't himself at all. He grabbed his face with his left hand. What's wrong with me..?! I'm not like this! Urgh.. Le'o was fighting with himself more than ever. All the others are risking their lives, fighting against her without even knowing her true weakness.. Why am I not helping them? Move, dammit!

Finally he stood up and ran next to the others. It was yet another cave so Le'o didn't use Tango's flexibility, just like last time he kept Tango in it's regular state.

"Give all you got! Let's make this one hell of a fight to Popo!", Le'o shouted and took his battle stance.

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