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... thick brown beard glanced at Mason and sneered, looking down on the other.
The other racers gathered in the preparation room were all the same. Some had looks of scorn on their faces while the others disregarded Mason.
In terms of experience, Mason —a twenty five year old— was way below these middle-aged men. If this was a third tier or lower league, it wouldn’t be a problem. But from the second tier leagues and above, the winnings from each race were well ahead of the league’s ...
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