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"Marshiiiii..."
His name tore from my chest like a hymn and a battle cry all at once.
Across the golden expanse of the enchanted training fields, I saw him—my beast, my boy, my terrifying, oversized, utterly divine, utterly mine tiger—charging toward me like a living mountain of striped fury and devotion. His paws pounded against the earth, each thunderous step shaking the ground, sending flocks of silv ...
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