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... it was just right—steady, nimble, weaving through morning traffic like a whisper.
The city at dawn was always alive. Cars, motorbikes, and delivery drones filled the roads, each headed to some corner of the sprawling metropolis. Commuters going to work, Hunters on their way to guild halls, and others leaving the city to reach dungeon sites before the portals shifted or surged.
Some vehicles bore symbols—custom-painted emblems of Hunter Guilds. Each insignia carried a story: prest ...
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