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Chapter 97: Relief
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2026-07-18 14:00:42Every heartbeat brought the chaos nearer. A few isolated clashes remained, each one distinct now instead of blending into the storm that had come before. One. A pause. Another. A final, powerful impact echoed through the stone passage, followed by the unmistakable crash of armoured weight collapsing onto the floor. After that come only breathing. Slow. Measured. One set of footsteps remained standing. The victor walked closer at an unhurried pace, boots crunching over scattered debris. Sa
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