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... someone chased it—legs pumping, voices rising, a quick flick through the cones before the rhythm reset. Demien stayed by the sideline, arms folded and coat open at the chest. He didn't speak; he didn't need to.
The moment passed like a breath. Then Michel appeared behind him, phone in one hand and a small nod already half-formed.
"He's landed," he said.
Demien didn't look away from the pitch. "Good."
"He's with Stone now."
Still no response—just a slow bl ...
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