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M.BOSS LEVEL

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We trudged into the training grounds, our footsteps echoing off the walls. Captain Orion stood at the front, a sly grin spreading across his face. 'Today, you'll be choosing your weapons,' he announced, gesturing to a table laden with various guns, swords, and other deadly instruments. The Rank A students rushed forward, eager to claim the most powerful weapons. The Rank B and C students followed, choosing their weapons with care. Ivan, Luna, and I hung back, observing the chaos with a mixture of disinterest and wariness. We knew we wouldn't be able to compete with the higher-ranked students, but we didn't need to. Just as we were about to choose our weapons, a boy with glasses and a messy mop of hair approached us. He looked nervous, but determined. 'H-hi,' he stuttered. 'M-my name is Desmond. I'm Rank D, just like you guys.' Ivan raised an eyebrow. 'What do you want, Desmond?' Desmond swallowed hard. 'I was wondering if I could join your group. I mean, it's four to a group, right? And I don't really know anyone else.' Ivan shrugged. 'Fine. But don't expect any special treatment.'"
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