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... e others rushed, fought, and clawed their way forward—he sat.
With a flick of his fingers, an ice chair formed beneath him.
He leaned back, crossing one leg over the other.
Calm. Unbothered.
A porcelain cup materialized in his grasp, steam curling from the surface.
The scent of jasmine and frost filled the air.
A special blend. His mother's favorite.
As he brought the cup to his lips—
Rustle.
A figure emerged from the foliag ...
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