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... ointed at Nel, who was singing his heart out and making wild things with his guitar. There were even background dancers dressed in full-body catsuits with abstract shapes printed on them, moving in dream-like waves.
Tristan wished he was watching all this instead of standing here, about to face off with the bomber.
The man with the explosive was standing only seven meters away from Tristan. The light from the stage below lit him enough that Tristan could make him out without swit ...
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