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[Squall pulls his hand back as if burned, closing his fist and lowering it. Okay, yeah, he deserved that. He's not backing down from his plan still. He hasn't earned the right.

So he lowers his gaze, stares steadily somewhere at Seifer's middle.]

It's a lion.

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