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Chapter 102: The Public Claim

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Roland.

“Don’t lose your composure, Captain,” Damian said, sliding into position at the center circle as my skates glided onto the ice.

“I haven’t lost a thing,” I replied, adjusting my grip on my hockey stick while scanning the penalty boxes.

Magnus stood on the red carpet at center ice, holding a wireless microphone while television cameras panned across the roaring crowd. Sixty thousand fans stomped their feet against the bleachers, creating a thunderous rumble that vibrated through the boar
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