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... onlookers, realizing there would be no duel to witness, sighed in disappointment and began to disperse, returning to their daily lives.
Stephen, meanwhile, raised his hand and gripped the back of Krom's neck with an ironclad grip. His voice was low, his tone cold as ice, and his reprimand cut like a blade.
"You're not young anymore, Krom. So why are you still acting like those hot-headed youths? Just a few provoking words, and you're already losing control of your temper?"
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