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... r even a moment. The cursed merchant’s face was a clear target in my mind, and all I cared about was the moment my fist smashed into his nose.
But Raven, unfortunately, was faster. He raised his arm in front of me, his body blocking my path with unshakable steadiness, not even turning his head to look at me. His eyes stayed fixed on the merchant, his voice calm yet sharp as the edge of a blade:
"What exactly do you think you’re doing?"
I growled from behind him.
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