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... d into the ring.
His opponent, a stocky Iron Talon fighter, was already waiting, arms crossed, a confident smirk playing at his lips.
Alaric watched from their area, his arms folded as he leaned against the cool stone wall. The noise of the crowd was a constant drone. His eyes tracked Kieran’s movements, the slight adjustment of his stance, the way his fingers flexed once before going still.
"He’s tense," Verelia observed from beside him, her voice as composed as ever. "B ...
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