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... approached Atlas and Kurogasa. The one walking in front stood out the most—a man clad in heavy armor with a deep blue base and silver accents.

The man's long blonde hair flowed in the wind as he walked, giving him an imposing, almost noble appearance.

As they approached, Kurogasa shifted back a step, settling into a position just behind Atlas. His movement signaled that he saw no reason to raise his guard. Whoever these strangers were, they didn't seem like enemies.

The t ...

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