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... g backward.
His vision blurred for a split second, but before he could regain his footing, Tryson was already looming over him, fury burning in his eyes like an unrelenting storm.
"Get up," Tryson’s voice was low, sharp, and commanding.
He grabbed the man by the collar, yanking him forward, his grip tightening as he stared into his swollen, bloodied face.
"What did you say?" His voice was cold, controlled, but the anger simmered beneath the surface. "Arthur sent y ...
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