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... f Moscow howled outside the dark, fortified compound of the Blackfield mercenary group. Inside the central chamber of the hideout, the air was tense — silent, yet heavy with the weight of fear.
Multiple screens glowed against the dark stone walls, displaying encrypted feeds, maps, and mission statuses. A black leather chair turned slowly, revealing a man draped in a dark suit and a deep maroon scarf. His fingers tapped against the steel armrest — deliberate, calculating.
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