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... d not crash like thunder and disappear.
It receded slowly—layer by layer—until only a low murmur remained, settling back into the stone terraces like dust after rain.
The ranking announcement still hung in the air, but it no longer felt important. The stadium had already accepted the outcome long before it was spoken.
The elder’s voice carried clearly.
"Semi–Final Match One."
"Shaurya of the Sanatan Flame Sect."
"Versus."
"Yu Wenxin, Prince ...
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