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... thick with tension.
A low hum of voices. The occasional sharp clatter of studs against tile. The muffled roar of the crowd beyond the tunnel — distant, yet pulsing like a war drum.
Nathan sat silently, hunched forward on the edge of the bench, eyes lowered as he laced his boots with calm precision. He could feel the storm rising around him. Not fear. Not nerves. Just... clarity.
His breathing was steady. Each inhale slow and deep, his chest rising with the weight of the ...
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