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... el flashed in streetlight. The team moved with practiced chaos—tight formations breaking apart and snapping back together like a dance they’d rehearsed for years.
Johnny blocked a blade with his dagger and spun to cover Shylo’s blind side. Milo’s clone backed up Kenneth, setting distractions so he could land clean hits with his blazing gauntlets.
The villagers fought to protect her. But they weren’t trained. Some were barely armed. Farmers. Fathers.
And still—blood hit th ...
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