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Chapter 10: The Clash in The Night.
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... of sweat and blood hanging in the dimly lit alleyway.
The flickering streetlight overhead cast long shadows, their movements blurring as fists and feet crashed against flesh and bone.
Unlike Kai’s fluid and calculated combat, Jack and Tristan fought with a raw, untamed fury that suited their styles—Jack was the embodiment of relentless aggression, while Tristan was precise and deadly, his every motion calculated for maximum efficiency.
Their opponent was no ordinary thug ...
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