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... cause the fight was over—no, it was the silence of everyone trying to make sense of what they were seeing.
Asuma stared at me, his face cycling through expressions like a slot machine in crisis. Confusion, disbelief, maybe a little gas. The man couldn't decide whether I was bluffing or a miniaturized war god in a blindfold.
His pride whispered "just a kid," but that survival instinct in the back of his brain? It was screaming "abort mission!"
And yet, he wasn't backing do ...
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