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... reshly changed into his signature grey sweatpants and a loose black shirt — the closest thing to armor he had for what was waiting beyond.
The moment Jane saw him, she didn’t speak. She commanded.
"Come here," she said, her voice like the opening bell of a final boss fight — calm, deadly, inevitable.
She stood at the center of the living room like a character summoned from a Mortal Kombat arena, one eyebrow raised, arms crossed, judgment in every breath.
But Dirga ...
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