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... his skin.
His black combat attire clung to his frame, enhancing the aura of anonymity and menace he sought.
Though the mask concealed his face, Tayo didn’t need to see his expression to understand his intent.
She floated near him, her radiant golden form pulsating with anticipation.
Adam’s gaze was fixed on the mall in the distance, its barricaded entrance teeming with chaos. "Do what you do best, Tayo," he said simply, his voice calm but resolute.
Tayo no ...
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