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... eyes watery and pupils blown wide. His hands trembled, sweat slicking his palms. He’d eaten the soup. That cursed soup. If the Knight’s spiritual circuitry—forged by a six-star beast tamer’s power—could be shredded by that colorless liquid, what did it mean for his own brittle, failing body? His heart thumped like a trapped animal, each beat screaming you’re next. The sterile lab around him, with its humming machines and acrid, burnt-metal smell, felt like a tomb closing in.
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