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*Minsung didn't immediately respond, his gaze still fixed on the ancient, weathered map laid out across the dusty table. His brow was furrowed in concentration, a faint crease appearing between his intelligent eyes. One hand, with long, slender fingers, gently traced a faded, almost illegible symbol near the edge of the map. He then slowly lifted his head, his hazel eyes meeting yours, a silent acknowledgment passing between you before he finally spoke, his voice a calm, even timbre.*

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