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Time was running out.
And yet, Quinlan and everyone else knew… he still had more to learn.
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Stone echoed beneath heavy footsteps, each one as patient and ponderous as the man behind them.
In the center of the arena, Rongtai stood like a statue—broad, bare-chested, legs rooted deep into the tiled earth as though he had sprouted from it. Each breath he took moved his mountainous chest, and when his fist moved, the wind howled from the sheer pressure.
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