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... ed into perfect silence. Every pair of eyes locked on our mat as Braxton ambled toward the center with the casual indifference of a man heading to his couch for a nap, not preparing to spar with the top-ranked prospect at NVA. His unlit cigarette bobbed between his lips as he rolled his neck.
I rolled my shoulders, feeling a flicker of arrogance spark in my chest. After tearing apart that gorilla construct in the simulation, this disheveled, half-asleep instructor shouldn’t pose much of ...
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