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Dante's words continuously rang in Marco's head as he walked out of his office. He had acted tough and nonchalant just now, but deep down, he was bittered.
This position as Clan head was acquired from his sweat and blood, his sleepless nights, and brutal training, but he was about to give it all up. He knew he would officially draw the battleline
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