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CHAPTER 82: THE PLAZA OF THE ELITES
Author: Tan clipps
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My shoulder hit the polished gold floor first, and for a second, I honestly thought my collarbone had just shattered into pieces. I slid a good thirty feet across the cold, reflective metal plaza, leaving a dark streak of blood and grease behind me. Everything was spinning. The sky above this place looked entirely too bright, a heavy, artificial gold that made my head throb with a dull, rhythmic ache. I slowly forced my fingers to close, my knuckles raw and bleeding from where they had scraped
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