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... atched them sprint across the room — bodies thin, knuckles bruised, eyes sunken with exhaustion.
They swung whatever they could find: mop handles, splintered chair legs, rusty IV poles.
Weapons made of fear.
Jin sidestepped a swing, barely moving.
The staff twisted in his hands, and with the faintest flick — he hooked it behind the attacker's knee and sent them crashing to the floor.
The man groaned, clutching his leg.
Jin didn't look down.
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