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... them, both of them eyeing the small, round objects like they might suddenly explode.
"What are these?" Wang Jun asked, a hint of wariness creeping into his voice. His breath hung in the frosty air, the chill of the winter morning seeping into the training ground around us. The sky was a pale gray, and the snow, packed under our feet, crunched with every shift of weight.
I stretched, rolling my shoulders casually as I tossed them each a pill. "Pills for you, obviously. Don’t ask ...
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