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... bstract concept of instantaneous movement on the soles of my boots, I felt something slippery.

Despite not focusing on Agility, my score of 10 still placed me into the superhuman category for balance and coordination, if only barely. Thus, the slick surface refusing to grant me an iota of friction did not cause me to take a tumble.

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Falling on my ass would have been embarrassing.

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