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Ten minutes later, the stage curtains of the Golden Hall opened once more, revealing a concentric circle formed by large drums, which looked quite spectacular, especially from the vantage point of the upstairs box seats.

A rough count showed there must be over a hundred red drums.

In front of each drum stood a powerful drummer, dressed in ancient battle attire, each holding two drumsticks with a relaxed wrist and tense arms, looking ready to strike.

In front ...

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