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... > At the edge of the training field, Zephyr stood with his arms crossed. Behind his sunglasses, his eyes narrowed slightly as he studied the black-haired Marine at the center of the grounds. A satisfied smile curled at the corner of his lips.
He'd already reviewed the combat intel Sengoku had submitted on Daren, but paper reports were one thing—Zephyr preferred to see a man's strength with his own eyes.
Still, if the reports weren't wrong...
Zephyr's body tensed slightly. ...
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