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... ound echoed inside Nathan’s mind like a bell tolling fate.

[Random Skill Activated]

Congratulations! You’ve acquired: Dribbling – Lamine Yamal Style

A second of silence.

Then... a laugh. Quiet, dry, amused.

Nathan stood in the tunnel, eyes forward, heartbeat steady, yet a sly smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Lamine Yamal, huh?" he muttered under his breath. "He’s the best my age right now... no doubt."

...

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