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The air in Abhimanyu's office was thick with tension. Floor-to-ceiling, windows were casting sharp lines of daylight across the sleek mahogany desk where he was sitting, his fingers interlocked, his gaze cold and unwavering. The huge mountains stretched behind him, indifferent to the storm brewing within these walls.
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