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... ping lines into the earth, he clenched his teeth and—through sheer grit—grabbed the masked man’s wrist, trying to relieve the weight pulling his scalp.

"AAARGHH!" he growled, both from pain and defiance. "What the hell do you want from us?!"

The masked man halted.

Everything fell silent.

The air thickened like fog.

Then, slowly... his eyes opened wider—those glowing crimson slits burning like fire under the shadow of his hood.

A deep rage trembled ...

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