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... cross stacks of books, loose equations, and the tablet that had been demanding his attention for the last hour.
He exhaled slowly, rubbing at the tension in his brow before lifting the tablet again. The tournament replay loaded on the screen, the image freezing on a rider in the unmistakable prey jacket, glossy black, marked with the crimson stripe assigned to low-ranked participants.
But this one...
This one bothered him.
Ever since they crossed path before , som ...
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