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The banners still flapped gallantly. The announcer still screamed like a man watching his retirement plan burn. And Rei still sat chained in the "VIP Groom Seat," praying for divine smiting, divine rescue, or at least divine earplugs.
The previous duels had left the arena scarred, the audience traumatized, and Rei sunburned in places a man should never be sunburned. But today promised a new flavor of nightmare.
Because today... Emilia was up.
"Ladies and gentlemen, w ...
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