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S was now in a kind of meditative state where he was, not dancing by his free will or just by training his body. He was training for the temperature of his anger to settle down. But he was concentrating his full power that was, in the form of patience into something much more than 'S' could not even imagine as to what was going to happen. My relative who is obviously 'S' was now at the perk of devising, a counterattack, or I can also say revolt against the poor lineman.  Well, why I called him poor is because it does, not seem right when I am observing from my point of view. First and foremost that it is not right for the rich to do such nasty things, anyway, this is my highlight of advice in between, these empty lines of the passage. But what I meant will be revealed at the end of this story. S was not only dropping his famous dance but was also at the same time giving orders to his loyal pets and that was also in the form of his snakes in that magical black small box.