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๐Ÿšจ Confrontation

The air in the Throne Room became electrically charged, not with raw energy, but with pure, distilled political fury. Mammonโ€™s armored hands clenched into fists that could crush tectonic plates, his breathing ragged over the command-link.

โ€œThe Golden Heart is not a power source, Mo...

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