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... m three different directions with the coordinated precision of a military strike team.
Zeph’s soul-sense tracked them splitting up—east, west, and directly above—forming a triangular kill zone with him at the center. Professional. Experienced. Deadly.
’Not F-rank,’ he realized with cold clarity as their souls blazed into full resolution. ’B-rank. All of them!’
The difference was immediately apparent. Where F-rank awakened radiated diffuse power, these three burned with co ...
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