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... erated, and slightly hysterical joy in the chaotic storm. "It’s time to deliver the party favors!"
His leg was a universe of white-hot, grinding pain. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
Every step was a fresh, new, and inventive kind of agony.
He loved it.
This was living. This was art.
He was a beautiful, broken instrument, and he was about to play his masterpiece.
The two Ironheart veterans flanking him were mountains of silent, stoic professionalism. ...
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