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The last man standing from the ambush staggered backward, eyes wild as he stared at the carpet of bodies. "Who dares try to assassinate someone that strong?! And you idiots dragged me in—!"
Shock. Raw, bone‑deep fear.
They’d come convinced Shura was at most newly C‑class. Twenty D‑grade players on Second Stage should have been overkill.
Instead they’d run headlong into a butcher.
And now they understood why.
Whispers cracked betw ...
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