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... Lincoln had won.
The rain had passed, but the pitch still glistened, blades of grass slick beneath the floodlights. Damp air clung to his skin, heavy with the scent of mud and sweat. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞
His eyelids fluttered, heavy as stone, each blink dragging him back from the edge of unconsciousness.
The first thing he felt wasn’t victory—it was the pounding in his skull, the dull throb of overdrawn power. His body screamed, but the world’s roar reminded him ...
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