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He ran his fingers along Cedric's leg bone, carefully bending it back into place. Cedric was sweating and shaking, clutching Lance's wrist so hard his nails drew blood. The pain was severe despite the pain-relief potion. He felt it all over his body. After resetting the bone, Digby applied medicine, fixed it with two wooden boards, and bandaged it. Cedric had to rest in bed until the bone healed. Digby's ointment worked great. It was his own recipe, not available elsewhere. So it could heal fast and speed up Cedric's bone repair.

Diggy nodded. Shorty looked at the screen, he couldn't see what Diggy was driving at. "Just skim through the pictures." "Or why don't you just tell us!" Shorty lamented. "Wait.." Deathrow collected the mouse from Diggy and clicked the assembled pictures one by one. "This is Snipes...Pence...Nighter... Arrow... Where is Durin? Durin's pictures aren't here. Is he alive?"

I forced myself to my feet, but I wasn’t fast enough. Cedric had already recovered from his initial surprise. He was patient enough to wait, just long enough to make Hugo think he had gained the upper hand. As he lifted the post again to bring it down, Cedric moved. There was so much agility in his movement, so much grace, I might have mistaken him for the deer in the forest. He teeth tore right into Hugo’s leg, like a knife through butter. He was gracious enough not to take it completely off, only clamping down enough to disable him. Hugo screamed and my blood ran cold. He dropped to the ground, writhing from the pain, and in the useless effort to kick him off. Cedric twisted his neck, taki

Cedric had a snug smile on his face, “I am the master of illusion” *** Cedric stood before the jail room. His hand balled into fists at the sight before him. Ivan sat and Cleopatra was in his arms. “Rouse them", Cedric instructed the guards standing close behind. The guards picked up pails of water and simultaneously poured it on them. They jerked and they detangled almost immediately. “You all make me sick!” Cleopatra turned at the sound of the voice, “Prince Cedric” He smiled at her, “My dark empress…Did you think I was dead? It would be so hard to kill me, I am a master of illusion remember?”

I'll gradually win you over so that you'll return to me! The Rolls-Royce came to a stop outside the villa. Vivienne pulled out a delicate little toy from her handbag and shoved it into Cedric’s hand as she said, “Dion fell in love with this toy at first sight when I brought him shopping last time. He will definitely jump with joy if you tell him that you bought it for him.” Cedric looked at the magic dinosaur egg in his hand and had an even more complicated look in his eyes. He felt bad.

She would have just ignored it and got the coffee she came down for if she hadn't heard him groaning. She would recognise that groan anywhere. It was Cedric, “Is he working out?” Paige thought out loud, she bit her lips as she tiptoed to the entrance door and peered inside. She swallowed as her eyes trailed every part of his body. Cedric was a dream, he has been the subject of Paige's wildest fantasies right from the first moment she set her eyes on him. She will never deny how enthralled and trapped she was by Cedric. Those biceps, holy moly, Paige will never understand why they could look like that.

Frederick glanced at him, somewhat admiring, and asked, "What's your name?" "My name is Cedric Graham," Cedric introduced himself solemnly, "I was once a general under the command of Lord Seiryu. He specifically tasked me with serving you, Mr. Lester, with full dedication." Frederick nodded nonchalantly, pondering over the name. Cedric Graham was the manager of the Golden Coast residential area. The name sounded somewhat similar to the manager in Prospera Corporation, Ivan Graham. However, in reality, the two were worlds apart – Cedric was a formidable tiger, while Ivan was nothing more than a rotten shrimp.

Didn't I say that Cedric is an annoying type of guy? ***

"That doesn't make him royalty. It just means he knows how to skate fast and hit people with a wooden stick." Trust me, I know the jerk loves to do that. "And Cedric is the second," Ivy added smoothly, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper as she leaned in even closer, her eyes flashing with excitement. "The second Ice King. Except he's the dark, brooding alternative to Zephyr's aggressive, loud perfection." My hand froze entirely on the rag. The sudden mention of Cedric's name sent a sharp, unexpected prickle of awareness straight down my spine. "Cedric?"

An angry voice sounded at the entrance of the Page family's residence. “Linus, you old man, get out here! Who the hell told you not to vote for me? Do you really think your Page family is what it used to be and you don’t have to take anyone else seriously?” “Get out here at once or I’ll massacre your entire Page family today!” Linus took a deep breath. Trouble had arrived. Linus recognized the person who spoke. His name was Diggory, a nine-star powerhouse who grew up relying on his father. He was not very strong, but he had the backing of someone Linus could not afford to mess with.