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... and yanked me backwards.
Tristan and the lady clashed. The pure force alone was devastating — if he hadn’t grabbed me back, I would’ve been knocked out clean. Despite being pulled several meters away, I still felt the brunt of it, the shockwave rattling through my bones.
"Can you run?" The young man’s voice cut through the chaos as we jumped down from the platform.
He seemed to be in his mid-twenties. Lean build, sharp features, heterochromia — one red eye, one green — p ...
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