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... a storm brewing in perfect sync with the tension on the rooftop. Tiny raindrops began to fall, pattering softly against the concrete, a gentle prelude to the chaos about to unfold.
Duncan’s voice cut through the tense silence, his tone dripping with casual amusement. "Now, now," he drawled, lazily waving a hand. "Let’s make this a touch more... interesting, shall we? You knights," his eyes flicked to Reggie, Randal, and Gunther, "will sit this one out. Can’t have you interfering in our ...
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