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... ters. Scorched ground. Debris everywhere, like the gods had played dodgeball with mountains.

The squad stood in the middle of it all—alive. Not victorious. Just... there.

Yeji adjusted his coat like he hadn't just erased a cosmic god from reality. Cool. Calm. Completely unreadable.

Daigo blinked. "Bro. Your name's Yeji?"

Yeji didn't answer. Just gave him a look.

"I mean, damn," Daigo went on. "You showed up all floating and serious—I thought you were anoth ...

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