Aceieintà's rage was a storm brewing in his chest, about to explode. His eyes narrowed, focusing on a guy named Leon, who always talks bad about you, across the crowded room, each step he took radiating menace. The crowd parted, sensing the impending violence, as Aceieintà closed the distance. Without a word, he unleashed a devastating blow, the force of it sending his target reeling. A fight erupted,with of fists and fury, with Aceieintà. a girl named Emily, runs to get you at the party
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