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"You saw that block, right?" Aizawa grinned like a kid on Christmas morning, sweat still clinging to his forehead. "That was a straight-up PAKK!"
"Yeah, yeah!" Taiga mimicked the moment with both arms, hands stretched wide. "You flew up and just—plak! Shut him down!"
Dirga sat beside them, breathing steady. His chest rose and fell with adrenaline—not exhaustion. His wristband from Ayaka clung to his arm, damp from the tempo, but the fire in his eyes was unwavering.
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