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... ge point on the clay-tiled roof, I saw the entire scene unfold below with the clarity of a hawk spotting its prey. I saw Sir Ace’s silver-haired form cutting through the crowd like a blade. I saw the precise, devastating arc of his punch connecting with the leering man’s jaw. I watched the man’s body become a ragdoll, flying backward to crash into the beverage stall with a splintering crunch. I observed Sir Ace’s cold efficiency as he paid the stunned merchant, his lethal focus as he grabbed the ...
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