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... ion: Archery Club Room, Longwan University
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I sat up slowly, bones grinding like rusted gear work.
My arms burned like I’d been doing pull-ups on rebar. Everything from the hips down felt like something steamrolled over it.
The scent of dried blood still clung to the back of my tongue.
I pulled the small olive-drab pouch from my inventory and tossed it onto the floor with a satisfying thud. The logo was faded — something military ...
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