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Chapter 120: A Fever from the Flame!
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Jackson stirred beneath the satin sheets, his skin clammy, hair damp against his forehead. Beads of sweat glistened along his temples as he shifted and groaned faintly. A fever had gripped him during the night after what had happened with the street kings, and he had slipped into a restless unconsciousness, mumbling words that made no sense to anyone except the Flame hidden within him.

Mr. Copper sat on a chair near the bed, his brows drawn together in concern, fingers lightly drumming against
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