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... muscles still sore from the fight. He dropped to one knee, sweat and ash caking his skin. He'd won, but just barely. And he knew he was nowhere near ready.
Time to get serious, he told himself, wrapping his chaos wings tighter around his back like broken chains. He laced up his boots and set off through the mist, determined to become fucking stronger further.
Twenty days later, Ian was drenched in sweat again, this time in the training courtyard of an old, half‑collapsed temple. ...
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