Screw You

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The cat girl, perched elegantly atop a floating podium that hovered just above the arena grounds, dramatically gestured as she narrated the ongoing events of the Golem Race. Her energetic voice echoed through the magical speakers, announcing every trivial detail that flashed on the enormous monitor suspended above the empty central arena. With bated breath, every eye in the grandstand was now glued to the screen, watching intently as the participants raced toward the dreaded Forsaken Lands, deep within which lay the eerie and cursed Forest of Lamentation. Gasps and cheers sporadically rose from the audience, a sharp contrast to the eerie silence reigning over the royal tents. Among the nobles, Queen Maleficent reclined with a composed air, resting her chin upon the back of her right hand

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