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... gation, but out of a sudden, chilling realization.
The Clown wasn’t just lecturing him. He was throwing him a lifeline.
Sometimes, hard truths saved more lives than a shield ever could.
"Show me the way, Mentor."
The Clown didn’t answer immediately. He sat hunched over a piece of gnarled wood, his carving knife chipping away with rhythmic, hypnotic precision. He was shaping a reptile.
Thirty minutes passed in silence, broken only by the scrape of steel on ...
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