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... oaned, plates of obsidian grinding as if dragged into alignment by sheer authority. The space between them collapsed; air fled, sound warped, and even the crowd’s roar became a muffled echo, pulled under the tidal force of his approach.
Leon’s lungs tightened—not from fear, but from the density of will pressing against him.
This wasn’t just a strike. It was a statement: There is no pace but mine.
And yet... that was exactly what Leon had come to break.
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