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    Ajal gave him a small nod, his lips curving into a faint smile. He didn’t need to say anything. The determination in his stance, in his eyes, said it all. He’d made up his mind—not just about this moment, but about the months ahead. Whatever challenges lay in store, he would face them head-on. The next eight months would be his. He’d use every second to sharpen himself, to learn, to grow stronger, until there wasn’t a single doubt about who he was.