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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

you been skulking in the Quillen residence?” Rhett’s

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subtle menace creeping

you are scarcely worthy of knowing my

deliberate provocation, his

you shall not leave here alive.” Rhett’s eyes ignited with

took a

if I choose to leave, no force can detain me.” The Envoy

his aura radiating a

Rhett’s cape whipped out

it spun with the

edges razor–sharp and

Boom!

leaped nimbly from the tree, narrowly avoiding

tree toppled with a thunderous crash

withstand this!” The Envoy Aora

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from beneath

by the unexpected display of

intensity of the Queen

broader, and their concealment

had found their mark, but he

unable to advance beyond

from Rhett.

energy,” the Envoy

he could fully grasp the implications,

beneath the

He hadn’t anticipated this masterful

surprise attack that revealed the opponent’s

strength, speed, and technique. This adversary,

balance of offense and defense, would

of the Dark Night Islands

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Splat

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scorched courtyard like a grim fountain, staining

its crimson

you’re nothing special!”

chilling triumph, echoing through

him. Instead, he

closed in a stance

it

a

on eliminating the so–called

Emmanuel. Eradicating this threat would pave the way for

removing all potential dangers.

had other designs. An unseen

for his reflexes,

have been ensnared by Rhett’s hidden trap,

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