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Chapter 114: The pairs get matched
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... ing down on him like a relentless hammer, its heat shimmering off the cracked stone beneath his boots.
The roar of the crowd filled the air, a cacophony of cheers and jeers that seemed to press against him from all sides.
Dust swirled in lazy eddies around his feet, kicked up by the frenetic movements of the previous fighters, but he barely noticed.
His mind was elsewhere, still sluggish, still tangled in the memory of the night before, a memory that clung to him like a s ...
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