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Damian’s sword halts mid-strike. He turns slowly, sweat glistening in the orange light of dusk. The city sprawls beneath them, windows glowing like scattered stars against the darkening sky.
"Leon." He lowers his blade, his breathing steady despite the intense training. "How’s your mother?"
"Alive. Healthy. Thanks to you."
Damian sheathes his sword with practiced ease.
"The Association would’ve recovered it eventually. At least this way, someone actually ...
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