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Help! My Moms Are Overpowered Tyrants, and I'm Stuck as Their Baby! - Chapter 130: Fangs and Fire
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... breath fragile, brief, barely real. By the time the afternoon sun poured through the Arcanum's long stained-glass windows, throwing fractured color across the courtyard stones, that strange moment of almost-friendship had faded beneath the usual rhythm of structured chaos.
It was Duel Day.
Or as Riven called it The Annual Parade of Fragile Egos.
The practice field outside the eastern wing had been cleared for the occasion, runes carved into the flagstones glowing faintly ...
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