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2024-10-29 19:42:56The team gathered their belongings and prepared to return to Rudra, each of them carrying the weapon they had used during their mission. Veer had informed them that the mission was over, and it was time for everyone to resume their normal lives. As they traveled back, there was a sense of finality in the air, mingled with unspoken gratitude and lingering questions.
Upon reaching Rudra's room , they found him waiting. His presence was as commanding as ever, yet there was a warmth in his eyes that hadn't been there before. The group approached him, the weapons in their hands gleaming under the dim lights of the room. dharshan stepped forward, speaking for the group. "Rudra, we wanted to return these weapons to you. They've served us well, but they belong to you." Rudra looked at the weapons, then at each of his young warriors. There was a moment of silence, heavy with the weight of their shared experiences. Finally, RudraRelated chapters
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