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... ntly froze the two burly men who were tossing Ethan’s life onto the floor. Their laughter died in their throats, replaced by a primal, cold fear. They were just hired muscle, not built for genuine menace, and they stopped instantly.
The Landlord, a mountain of sweat and cheap cotton, was still too focused on his own bellowing to notice the shift in the atmosphere.
"What are you idiots doing?! Get that junk moving! This place needs to be ready by tomorrow! I said—"
"I’d su ...
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