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Love At The 1892

His gaze remained fixed on a particular pile of rubble, an unsettling calm

before the storm. Then, in an instant, the darkness within him receded,

replaced by a calculated silence. He moved toward the ruins with a

deliberate grace, intent on catching whatever lay hidden off guard and

delivering a crushing blow.

Boom!

Despite his careful plotting, the ruins erupted prematurely, and from within, a

crimson figure sprang forth, as if defying the very fabric of expectation.

“Stay here!”

Rhett’s punch cut through the air with lethal intent, aimed at subduing the elusive fighter who had been ensconced within the Quillen residence. His

confidence was unshakable–he was, after all, the reigning monarch of Dark

Night Island.

Yet as his fist neared the opponent’s cloak, the force of his strike dissipated

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into nothingness. The figure used the diversion to vault onto a charred tree,

its presence a daunting silhouette against the smoldering backdrop.

Rhett’s heart skipped a beat. The figure’s cloak, nearly identical in hue to his

own, was only a shade more crimson, suggesting an opponent whose

strength might rival his own.

“Who are you?” Rhett demanded, his voice a low growl.

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The cloaked man, his face obscured by an Envoy Aora mask, regarded Rhett

with equal caution. He had lain in wait within the Quillen residence,

anticipating Emmanuel’s return to ambush and annihilate the couple. The

appearance of another formidable adversary was an unforeseen

complication.

“Holy Guardian, Rhett.” The man’s voice bore a hint of mockery. Rhett’s

respect for formidable opponents was undeniable, and this individual’s

warranted a

skulking

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subtle menace creeping

scarcely worthy of knowing my identity.” The masked

were laced with deliberate provocation, his

here alive.”

took

leave, no force can detain me.” The Envoy

aura radiating

Rhett’s

from a supple material, it spun with the deadly

razor–sharp and ready to slice through

Boom!

nimbly from the tree, narrowly

with a thunderous

let’s see you withstand this!” The

The

beneath

narrowed, astonished by the

intensity of

breadth was broader, and their concealment

had found

unable to

from Rhett.

Envoy Aora murmured

fully grasp the

beneath the

Rhett’s shock was palpable. He hadn’t anticipated

diversion, a surprise attack

strength, speed, and technique.

and defense,

of the Dark

The

Splat

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erupted from the scorched courtyard like a

with its

nothing special!” The Envoy

out with a chilling triumph,

face him. Instead, he stood

stance of serie calm. His indifference was

as it

Aora’s voice was a sneer of contempt

on eliminating the so–called

this threat would pave the way for his

removing all potential dangers.

other designs. An unseen force, swift and

If not for his reflexes,

have been ensnared by Rhett’s hidden

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