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... ution. His brows were drawn tight, lips pressed into a line, eyes flicking with the kind of pity that made Jian Ci’s skin crawl.
Jian Ci ignored it. He had mech matches to prepare for. In the locker room, the air was thick with the scent of coolant and adrenaline. Jian Ci stood before his locker, slipping into the inner weave—psi-conductive fabric that clung to his body like a second skin. Every movement was precise, practiced. He tightened the straps across his chest, locked the seals a ...
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