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... ed the front of his collar and hurled him like a sack of potatoes toward the dining table.
Before gravity could catch up, I followed it up with a swift kick to his chest mid-air. The impact was crisp, satisfying. He flew like a ragdoll straight across the table—cutlery clattering, porcelain shattering—before crashing down on the far side in an undignified heap.
The room collectively winced.
He groaned, face twisted in pain as he slowly pushed himself up. A nasty bruise wa ...
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