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... his direction. Around him, the other workers screamed as their hands were severed cleanly, each appendage thudding to the floor in syncopated horror. Judge’s grin behind the mask mirrored the painted, eerie smile on the mask itself, creating a dual expression of joy and malice that chilled Lester to his core.
A hulking assassin rushed forward with a snarl, daggers flashing as he lunged, only for Judge to pivot gracefully, sidestepping and swinging his arm in a sharp, decisive arc. The as ...
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