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... un around, heart racing, only to find herself face-to-face with a middle-aged man standing casually on the bridge.
His attire—a simple, everyday outfit—was completely out of place in the midst of a high-stakes battle.
Yet his demeanor exuded an air of absolute calm as if the chaos around him didn't matter in the slightest.
"Who the hell…?" Rhea's voice faltered, but before she could finish, the man smiled at her—a warm, reassuring smile that carried with it an undeniable ...
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