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... nd disbelief.
Whispers rippled like waves across the courtyard—everyone talking about the mysterious silver-haired fighter who’d just knocked out the reigning champion after deliberately throwing the first round.
Some called him a tactician.
Others called him a lunatic.
Damien didn’t seem to care about either opinion.
He dusted off his sleeves, stepped down from the pit, and gave Lyone a subtle nod. Cerbe, still in his tall and imposing human form, fell in ...
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