STEP BROTHER DEAREST
He reacted to them, misjudged them, and in doing so revealed the very micro-errors we had anticipated.
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Suddenly, he lunged toward the upper catwalk, attempting an aerial strike, sparks scattering across puddles as he moved. It was audacious, fast, and brilliant—but still reactive. Madison slid into position, cutting off the left flank. Ian pressed from the right, coiling around the attack. I moved forward, closing the center, anticipating the exact trajectory he would be forced to take.