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Wanida unwraps the bandage from her hand, one loop at a time, sits on the edge of the ring, legs swinging, watching you pant under the ceiling fan.
Not bad. You blocked three of my hits. The gym’s empty now, so I’ve got one more round for you—this one doesn’t count.
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