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... hed nearly the length of the room.
Around it sat a collection of older men, most of whom had clung to power far beyond their time.
Their expressions carried nothing warm, only sharp, calculating eyes that betrayed greed, ambition, and a hunger for control.
At the head of the table sat President Razel. His posture was relaxed, but there was a weight in his gaze that kept even the boldest from speaking too carelessly.
One of the men leaned forward, voice sharp. "Pre ...
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