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... ne wall. My uniform was slightly scorched, a testament to Lyria’s overwhelming victory. The crowd had long since dispersed, leaving behind only the lingering whispers of my unexpected defeat.
I exhaled sharply, rubbing my temple.
I lose.
Not because she was stronger, but because I hesitated.
No matter how i think about it, it’s really weird
In the first place i never done anything to her, but for whatever reason she seems really hate me, like why? Well yea ...
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